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Poem: Pause


in the mad dash
from here to there
seconds ticking
deadline looming
all we can see
is the countdown
and we forget
why we’re doing
all this consuming

I honestly
don’t remember
how this began
or why it seemed
so important…

does anyone?

aha – yes see!
there is that pause:
clearing throats
shuffling feet
awkward silence
as collective
amnesia
remind us all

we have no clue.

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