Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Poem 5: Space or Time

Each minute stretches out.
The rubber band of this day
won't snap back and nothing
can occupy my mind. Time
is life itself. That's why
five minutes at the dentist
is an eternity long, and a party
flashes by at the speed of light.
Einstein's equation has lodged
itself inside my skin. Uneasily
I inhabit it, curve myself around
pockmarked space/time
along with Schroedinger's Cat.


  1. Well,isn't this true. Watch out when that rubber band DOES snap back. I like pockmarked space/time.

  2. thanks Laurie :) I am woefully behind on fluffing! Things have been so crazy.