sens of Time

•  Being in a coma can play
• havoc with your sense of time. It can
• turn your eyes from brown to blue. It can
• grow hair on your belly, it can get you lost
• between bedroom and office. If you are to
• live in extra innings, you’ll have to watch the corners,
• step around bad things, ignore insults and welcome
• loving hands that sculpt you in your chair. Being
• refrigerated and put to sleep, dropping out of time,
• you have to save your humor and guard it, a precious
• trove to bring out as needed, white strips on the
• road flying beneath your vehicle, eat them up, wake
• to a busy underground world, where people in
• body bags keep passing by, tilted toward you know where.
• Where half the people in your life have gone, dissolving
• your sense of time, which was never supposed to have
• an end.