The hourglass passes sideways
Through my esophagus
Time is horizontal like a trip wire
That’s why we can only
Ascend or descend
*
I am afraid of life and death equally
Seeing as energy can neither be created nor destroyed
I suspect that contrast is a form of hypnotism
Like the revolutions of a monochromatic wheel
*
There is something sympathetic about vice
The way is slides over a wooly exterior
And extinguishes all momentary threat
Vice is patient, it exceeds abstinence in resolve
*
Any step taken along a longitudinal axis
Will lead me indefensibly to addiction
My neurons have exhausted all ingenuity
They are too fastidious in their ventures
The occasional aberration does not
Expedite sobriety, recovery it seems,
Is the only true immortal
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One of my favourites of yours,, the stanza about life and death is luminous!! 🙂 🙂
Oh wow Helen thank you so much!
It’s groovy~ love it ^^
Awww thanks =)
Joyful day~ ^^ ♠
You as well!
“Time is horizontal like a trip wire that’s why we can only ascend or descend”. Really like these lines
Thank you very much =)
I have always been fascinated by the concept of time only going up or down. I used to question the idea of the concept of time stretching sideways. Your poem raises that for me again Yves. Excellent poem, loved it.
Thank you Michael you know I wouldn’t mind seeing more on your theory of time =)
I may write a post about it…good idea I just may.
I will keep an eye out for it then =)
oh if we could stretch time sideways like a rubber band..just a little more to experience- that first stanza for me Yves – amazing!
Thank you Jenny that would be awesome =)
Very impacting, I loved it 🙂
Thank you so much much!
addiction is hard to overcome…vice is comforting, taking us away from reality, whether that is good for us or not…i have known it…and def not an easy road to escape…
It certainly isn’t and while I’ve not personally battled with something as serious as drug addiction I have my own escape methods
The vices are necessary for life is not boring! But they have to be services that do not harm others or ourselves!
Exactly Leovi way to be positive =)
I think being afraid of life and death equally speaks volumes. This is wonderfully written and we all have our vices to escape.
We certainly do
Evocative — and sparked a lively discussion of life, death, time. I particularly liked the concept of stretching time sideways like a rubber band. In my “non-fictional” writing, I’ve talked about the roles of women in the 19th century, and how they had to stretch the rubber band of their “proper” roles, and that once stretched, the rubber band never bounced back as tight. The band was forever altered; women’s lives forever changed and open to new experiences.
Just as time, vice, virtue and death can be stretched, but not return to their original positions.
Powerful words!
That is a brilliant analogy! Thank you so much for your kind words =)
This is exquisite! Bam! Your images strike like a serpent!
Thank you Scott!