“A matter of time”

It’s funny how the calendar gets shorter
It’s like a spell
Most of the times I do not notice
Some dates to write
Some plans to make
To fit the empty little spaces
Under each day

Once in a while though it really strikes me
The pages magically shift back
Leaving less and less to write on
Fewer plans to wait for
A chocking moment hovers on me
-the kind you can’t escape from fully-
Pauses my thoughts…

I turn the page and start to sketch
Fragments of dreams under each day
I exorcise the moment right away!

Marcia Israilides