Alice Cuenca - (a) ...wasted in time

I am encompassing the period
towards the tail and head
of time, in circle
what's the difference?
pacing back and forth,
back and forth...
amalgamating the tenses
except for the now.
I am floating
weightless on the present
anchored in the past and future
to the what ifs and If only I could...

life, exciting at times but
my enthusiasm evaporates
as fast as the mist
in this highly elevated prairie
filled with thin air
that absorbs the blood
through the fissures of my skin

restless and listless
loathing the intertwined nerves
that you've wished it's pierced,
to dissipate
into the vast space of certainty
hours, days and years of wasted time
pondering...
yet lost!

Alice Cuenca

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