23:58 Swim on your back oblivious to those around, wishing to be the only one present in the pool, but get a rude awakening when your head crashes into my backside.
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23:57 Refresh, check focused, others, junk then release the disappointment that your golden email code doesn’t appear. A lottery to spend money, and you can’t even win that.
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Two pairs block the way a barricade of chatter and laughter that you’re happy they possess, but still wish they’d obey the rules and swim alone like everyone else.
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Dirt mountain, it towers to the side a bold sight you can’t ignore, its presence mocking your once-clean shoes and good intentions. Someday it watches as you struggle to climb from the passenger’s seat to reach the wheel, chortling at your attempts. Most days you give in and it relishes the victory as you climbContinue reading “23:55”
23: 54
Boxes invading, watching you shower and blocking the path to the towels, to dryness, to dignity.
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23:53 The posture of driftwood tears through the water at a respectable speed but always head down, body stiff, blind to everything around, dead to any possibility of change.
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23:52 Dunking down like a bobbing apple, the movement looks exhausting and slows him to a painful speed that causes a traffic of swimmers behind. What does he search for within the water’s depths?
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23:51 Human splash zone’s absence settles the water and calms the waves. Was it too small for him, unable to sweep his presence without leaving spluttering angry swimmers? Or perhaps he quit altogether, his daily escape no longer an option.
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23:50 Solid orange of unyielding disappointment, announcing a broken connection that no resetting will fix, it screams for the attention of a professional, and refuses to budge until one appears… Tomorrow, between the hours of eight and three.
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Predicted but not believed its forthcoming still shocked the forewarned as the streets hide under layers of white and conceal their scars beneath.
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