plague
Day 53
I started to notice, the change...
the moment sharply shift
perceptively slowing down
I knew I was in the shit
sweat on my brow brimmed
as I recalled the news report
I had gotten the disease
that turns the clock slower
while my perception speeds up
So I started writing this
the blog post id always dreamed
as crystal clear prose flowed
wildly
like fish swimming down a stream
in my head the words moved in quick, vicious succession
until they were screaming at my muscles
to increase their iterations
they demanded that I move quicker
as I felt them lose their pace
I felt each muscle tensing
unable to keep its pace
through eyes that tried in vain to move
away from the monitor screen
i saw for a brief moment, my family
rushing to me – moving much to slow
I really wanted to flush out the idea for this poem some more. Something like the movie Crank but just in terms of the perception of time.
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