Just an exercise in attempting to use short lines. I tried to create a word sense of a metronome without necessarily keeping perfect meter. In music you can speed up and slow down the notes with the same beat. It's not as easy to do in poetry, but such as it is, this is my attempt to do the same.
i see blind, deaf, and dumb people around me getting on with their life. i dont take forgranted my senses, make sure you dont either. You might lose them one day
In my of my self-critical and pseudo-philosophical moods... How does YOUR life amble on? Different strokes for different folks? But then, what side of the bed did you get up on that morning? Today is that tomorrow that you dreaded yesterday...
