plague
Day 53
I started to notice, the change... the moment sharply shift perceptively slowing down I knew I was in the shit
sweat on my brow brimmed as I recalled the news report
I had gotten the disease that turns the clock slower while my perception speeds up
So I started writing this the blog post id always dreamed as crystal clear prose flowed wildly like fish swimming down a stream
in my head the words moved in quick, vicious succession until they were screaming at my muscles to increase their iterations they demanded that I move quicker as I felt them lose their pace I felt each muscle tensing unable to keep its pace
through eyes that tried in vain to move away from the monitor screen i saw for a brief moment, my family rushing to me – moving much to slow
I really wanted to flush out the idea for this poem some more. Something like the movie Crank but just in terms of the perception of time.
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