Cheryl Townsend
in just a flash
Time canıt fly
when youıve clipped itıs wings
actually ripped them off like gum wrappera
itıs held, frozen, as an ice - touch takes
a second or hours and erases it completely
from an existing rationale
maybe rekindles someday
when a spark lands on its parched spanse
but it is suspended
an anti-gravity memory
lurking to be pulled back into a face
that will display techni-color screams
never screamed
and anybodyıs invasion
will spear into your moment
and reverse in turbo
into the Great Wall of China
And stop dead
And swarm you
like angry, hungry, stinging insects
and their poison will make you weak
and you canıt run away this time either
and you can never forget it again