June 21, 2011

• breaking down the day

  breaking down the day
  in fifteen minute quarters
  egg timer in my hand
  ticking down life

  lists on paper unchecked stand mixed in with the artwork
  gigantic art paper lists
  of things to do
  and the fractured time it would have taken  to have done them
  if something else hadn't
  captured the attention
  like the
  cat's
  attention
  like a
  fly
  flitting
  around
  the
  room

  coinage dots the apartment
  and in it is lost a special token
  a token of my affection
  an antique subway token
  exactly the size of a quarter
  exactly the weight of a dime
  lost for 100 years in the community
  flower beds of park avenue
  and now lost in a lower tenement
  building
  genterified into near suburbia
  i can't find it now
  i struggle with

  folding hanging putting away clothes
  dishes
  i need to prepare for work tomorrow
  i need to make a schedule
  i need a blank calendar
  i will see the neurologist in the break of the day after
  lunch sitting in the park
  i have decided to
  and drawing
  so i won't be late
  because it is by her office

  instead of
  trying
  to
  beat any clock
  .
  .
  o   life in small doses  o
  .
   an
  hour
  glass
  .

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