“1 MINUTE”

A LIFE IS NURTURED
NEGLECT SETS IN.
TICK-TOCK
5 SECONDS IS BEHIND US,
WE RUN TO CATCH UP.
PLANT A SEED, SOILED,
ONLY TO BE A TOOL.
WE SIT AND REST.
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10 SECONDS PASSES.
FIRE GROPES ITS FUMBLIMG HANDS OVER THE EARTH,
THE OMNICIENT OCEAN DOUSING ITS HOPES.
WE GIGGLE IN PERVERSED DELIGHT.
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20 SECONDS BURNS ITS MARK.
A LIGHT GOES ON IN SOMEONES HEAD,
THEN TUNRED OFF BY GREED.
MONEY COMES, WITHOUT DREAMS.
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40 SECONDS IS BOUGHT AND SOLD.
A KNIFE IS SOMEONES BACK,
SORRY IS SPOKEN, WHILE THE KNIFE HIDDEN.
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50 SECONDS IS CUT AWAY.
A CHILD ASKS A QUESTION NEVER TO BE ANSWERED.
IGNORED, TEARS POOL.
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60 SECONDS IS WASHED AWAY.
AWAY, IT SLIPS INTO THE PAST,
DEVOURED BY ANGERED HUNGER.
GONE.
TICK-TOCK
TICK-TOCK

7/21/96