Tuesday Poem by Remi Olutimayin
Facing words:
Difficult to hear
Heavy with meaning
Lost interest
I don’t have time to think
Truth tastes odd
Lies taste familiar
Ambivalence is safe
I don’t have time to feel
Weighing moments
Stalling for time
Losing the mood
I don’t have time for time
What do I have?
Nothing I want
Everything I need
To think, to feel, to make time
So now what?
Yours Sincerely