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Tuesday, January 28, 2014


An eternity
Is listening to my workmate spout inanities
Singular in variety
Doled out by the twenties
I'm keeping track of his "Mmm hmm, yep" 's today
And so far he is up to seventy three

An eternity

Is waiting for the next season of my favorite show
When the last season just finished
And I have to pee
Which coincidentally makes everything feel like an eternity

An eternity

Is pretty much any given day
When we are aged three
What with our time sense undeveloped
Clocks still an abstraction
Our days measured by scheduled events
The Teletubbies and Sesame Street
Breakfast lunch snack and dinner
Or when mom and dad get home
With all the down time in between
Measured as unmeasured eternity