sometimes time spins in an endless vortex around me
like, hello. who are you?
repeat your name again, please?
no, i heard what you just said.
could you say that again?
no, i didn't hear you, i'm sorry.
yes, i'm paying attention.
alright, i'm listening
like life is nothing but a series of affirmations
that have no meaning
nor practical application
my shoulders gape in connections
withe my shoulder and neck,
i tremble and shatter
broken and made anew,
time ticks either too slow or too fast
like i can't keep track anymore
was yesterday the day before?