Continuum

Salvador Dalí. (Spanish, 1904-1989). The Persistence of Memory. 1931

Five minutes ago
insurance was on the phone
something needed watching
a chore couldn’t be ignored
prescriptions waited in the hallway
voices cluttered up the inbox
the sun was breaking hot
motes star-fished into eyes
death landed on the floor
space folded into halves
you went into your room
the music turned up loud
in the spaces of my heart
where you still pace and pray
the speakers turned up high
distance crumpling in my hand
the clock stretched round a bend
five minutes ago


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19 thoughts on “Continuum

    1. Mayhaps, dear reader, the interiors of lives resemble in points on the continuum. We need those common connections to understand one another, don’t we? Thank you so much for your comments.

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  1. Dora I laughed with real pleasure reading this and wondered at how well you wrote such smooth contiguous lines so full of everyday thought intrusions
    “insurance was on the phone
    something needed watching”

    and then it moves into the deeper, personal loud and clear for the writer
    “distance crumpling in my hand
    the clock stretched round a bend
    five minutes ago”

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