Thursday, August 10, 2006

Lately

It has come to my attention that something terrible is occuring around the world, to everyone, at the same time, and there's nothing we can do about it.

It is apparent to me that we are all slaves to this master, to this cruel mistress, to the tramping beat of this mighty army. There is no escaping the vast power, no running away.

From time.

Goddam time.

It makes fools of us all. It betrays our bones and drags on our bits and pieces, it weighs us down and casts the first stone of ignominy at our trudging souls. Time wounds all heels, this much is true. Time adds what we cannot taketh away, and the weight of all those memories clogs our arteries and sludges up our brains, polishes off the sharp corners of our youth leaving the dull pewter of our middle age to reflect our tired faces.

tick.tick.tick.tick.....

.......crap.

not even a boom left.

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and so, because I am crabby and tired and don't recognize the person in the mirror most of the time anymore, I offer up another bit of doggerel I wrote in a fit of "something I like to call poetic license" last week....

and very likely this post will be taken down tomorrow, an exercise in nothing but venting of a deep frustration at every day that takes me one step closer to senescence.

Ensorcellating

If only I,
the clock bound
could ensorcell time,
the racing spin
of past days
I'd slow,
Then future tense
awaken
as that which might be
one way or more
may occur
to me.

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And now, I think I might actually feel better.

Grrrrrr.

10 comments:

rennratt said...

Do. NOT. Take. This. Down.

Sometimes, it's good to have a reminder.

You know, that you AREN'T invincible, that Time DOES pass all too quickly, and that yes, sometimes life just sucks rocks.

Hyperion said...

First of all, Ensorcell is just a sexy word, so kudos on that. Anyone who can use ensorcell in a ranting poem can't be all bad.

Second of all, Renratt just called and told me she thinks your poem is way sexy, and she likes your growling, but is too shy to say anything.

That's pretty high praise, if you ask me.

Deb R said...

I love the word Ensorcell. If you figure out how to do it to time, will you let me know??

tiff said...

REnn - all right, I'll leave it up. :>

Hyp - you're insane. In a good way.

Deb - You got it. I'm thinking it has something to do with lipo and pastic surgery....

Wordnerd said...

Renn beat me to it. But still. DON'T take it down.

tiff said...

WN - nah - I'll just MOCK it in the new post. :>

Rick said...

Seems the Great Bird of Foo shit on both our parades on the same day. Or was it the same parade? Either way, if the Foo shits, wear it. I'm better now, too.

tiff said...

Reek! I'm glad for ya. And glad you've got the gift of bounceback. Valuable thing, that.

mr. schprock said...

One of your best posts ever. I'm glad you didn't take it down.

Loved your poem.

Someday I'll let you in on my my anti-aging regimen. Here's one tip: I sleep in a vat of Oil of Olay every night.

tiff said...

Mr S - thanks much for the kind words of support, and I heard it was formaldehyde.