Friday, May 17, 2013

Black Flies

Hang on, everybody. Hang on me.

I am just trying to get a different perspective. A fresh outlook.

The job don't give me no free time. No peace of mind.

A struggle. Finding time. What a shame.

Time is what we all need. Time is what we all don't got.

Met with a published author on Monday. A relative.

Talked a lot, she gave me mountains of inspiration.

And yet, I haven't been able to get in here. Many hours spent at the job. No hours spent at the soul.

Genny gave me encouragement. Inspiration.

Four days later and nothing has changed. Time is a pair of handcuffs. A noose.

Just enough to extinguish movement. Just enough to extinguish life.

Hope the black flies are dead.

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