always in a hurry

 

 

“The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.”

– Rabindranath Tagore

 

 

to die alive


n.am.e always in a hurry
never on time without time
nobody waiting at home
yet nothing to wait from none
because it's busy too busy for all
so some go numb a.me.n
to die alive not dead already
others brainwash
wash brains watching no hearts no
sleepy eyes dreaming of a hug
under a tree
not now
later or never

- so be it?

our having-to-do worlds 
always in a hurry to do 
ending up as
dodos



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