Listen to Sara “City” Lopez recite “Time”
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Wait… shhh….
You hear that?
Me neither.
Time has stopped for you.
I remember the first out of the many times we kissed
I thought I could see infinity in your soul.
I mean I could hardly keep control.
And it amazes how nowadays time… goes… so… slow.
The ants are now slugs where slugs are erosions.
Fuck waiting for the Big Bang, I’m waiting for the implosion of my being.
I’m tired of seeing that life needs to catch up with me.
It fell behind waiting for me while I booked past that
Black hole.
Time is advancing
but not really fast that
Minute hand is broken and the hour hand is stuck
And both of my hands are shaking cause everyone else needs to hurry the fuck up.
The pace of your voice is depleting while all I’m needing is some speed.
Not in the sense where I manage to take myself a hit,
But in the sense that life is moving as slow as… a constipated turtle shits.
I miss seeing that blur,
I miss being that girl that
You know her but she doesn’t know you because she is meeting you and everyone else in the world too simultaneously.
I remember spinning around in circles faster and faster hoping the clock would take the hint,
Hoping success from the experiment,
Hoping for that rich kick,
Hoping I am forced to bite my lip,
Hoping to realize life really isn’t a bitch.
And no matter how much I spin… life… still… sounds… like… this.
I don’t have that much patience.
I never claimed to be virtuous or even hurt you with this observation.
If I don’t know you after one sentence then it’s not worth the conversation.
One word should be able to stir stimulations of such things like masturbation inspirations.
And this isn’t enough to make me come…
To the fuzzy porn channel 93 where I can’t tell whether it’s your penis
Or your thumb.
I can’t change the channel fast enough.
Nothing’s moving fast enough.
Nothing is fast enough.
I mean, I thought that you were the sun, and I was the moon and the only reason that caused me to shine was the light radiantly projecting from you.
I mean, I cried when I should have been laughing,
And I laughed when I was in pain.
Disappointing,
Deceiving,
Deliberately left me believing,
That I was the one going insane.
But it was you… who unplugged time and reset my alarm.
It was those malicious minute murderers who disarmed me.
I will jump into that De lorean to go back to the future
Just to reassure myself that my future wasn’t wasted…
And you need to just face it…
Time never stopped for you, it was just agitated.
I let you go and the seconds are zooming by again.
Maybe it’s time that I meet myself a new male friend,
To slow, down… time… once… again.


5 responses so far ↓
1 Archives // Aug 9, 2007 at 2:41 am
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2 Ashley D. // Aug 10, 2007 at 11:52 pm
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3 By Popular Demand // Aug 12, 2007 at 3:18 pm
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4 mikey masonic // Aug 13, 2007 at 4:44 pm
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5 By Popular Demand at Play Cousin Music // Sep 28, 2007 at 11:15 am
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