(July 11, 2007)
…and life oozed past:
every passing year;
month after month;
paycheck to paycheck;
day in, day out;
endless hours, stolen minutes, ticking seconds;
every minute infinity
leaking out at breakneck
stop motion speed.
And at every turn of the hand I think—
There's fifteen minutes of my life
I'll never get back.
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