When time stands still

I’m standing in the kitchen
with my yolky heart still beating,
split wide like an egg
from all the words my mouth won’t say.
I don’t tell you
about the raging war
that’s tearing me inside out.
I can’t tell you
about the tsunami
in my head, won’t stop til I’m dead-
I’m worth less alive.
You know, you know
I’m a little upside-down now.
Your eyes are a hurricane themselves,
torn by love and hurt,
the god-damn perfect storm.
The clock’s chatter keeps us silent,
time says it all. We’ve done did it all.

I’m a wind-up doll,
left to sit in a shop
on the very back shelf
all by myself.
And it doesn’t hurt at all.

Little Hands

Anticipation
Running through the little bodies
Surrounding you and I.
The doors open and our feet
Pound the ground
Kicking up gravel behind us.
Time moves slowly-

The memories are vivid
And faded in my mind,
Time alters everything.

We’re hiding in the jungle gym
While other children run wild
Playing tag, hide and seek, Cowboys and Indians,
Fast-paced and unconcerned.
Time is precious-

Little hands transformed
To balls of violence,
Separation like a sea
Between then and now.
Time changed us.

Our smiles light the darkened corners
Of our own personal world.
Time is limited-

I remember the days
Of childhood,
When things were simple
And we were innocent.
But as children do,
We grew up.
Time passed.

Time is up.

“I can excuse everything but boredom. Boring people don’t have to stay that way.” Hedy Lamarr

I’ve arrived back to college…early. So, there’s next to no one here. Which, of course, means lots of time. Lots and lots of time.

Here’s how I spent my time:

Unpacked all of my bags, including nice clean clothes. (=

Had a dance party with the two dancing singing animals I got for Christmas.

Devoured a box of candy cigarettes.

 

Texted, texted, and...texted.

Flung mini-cornhole bags in an attempt to accomplish something by landing them in the hole...I still need practice.

Painted my fingernails bright pink.

Snuggled with my giraffe pillow pet...also a Christmas gift.

Started to read a book.

And as I sit here, eating popcorn and listening to the bells chime, I contemplate the challenge of a sock monkey puzzle...also a Christmas gift.

Ah, so what did we learn today folks? It doesn’t take much to enjoy yourself! Do silly things, just because they’re fun. Entertain yourself, even if all you have is your own overactive imagination. The world needs more dreamers, thinkers, and imaginary friends, don’t ya think? I sure do anyway. (=

It doesn’t matter who you are, where you are, why or what or how you are.

Watch this.

It is worth your time. It is humbling. It is revealing. It shows aspects of life you’ll never know. It shows humanity, through the lives of people that live. Real people. People like you and I. People with dreams, with hopes, with aspirations. People that are suffering and people that are grateful. People that are different and similar, people from all different areas of the world. It is inspiring, it is beautiful. It is life in a day.

And that, to capture that, to create a sense of understanding, of feeling, of emotion, of connection between millions–billions of people. That is magical.

That is worth your time.