They tell me time seems
to speed up the older people getbecause each day, month, or year
becomes a smaller and smaller
percentage of the overall total.
I hate math, so cold, so correct.
I recall school years
that dragged on for decades.
A magical summer or two
lasted a millennium. Then
the time wagon turned into
a bullet train and five years
became a minute. Whole years
vanished like peas down a sink.
Today a woman said to me,
"I'm 70 years old. What
happened?" I said, "Ask that
bastard, time. Happy birthday!"
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