There are no curtains
on my kitchen window,
no green plants,
only an old red dented plastic clock
with a picture of Elvis inside,
decorates the window sill.
I found it in a junk shop in Amsterdam,
lying between African figures , hash pipes and
other smoking utensils.
The clock runs 5 minutes ahead of all the
other ones in the house.
I have chosen not to set it right, as the thought
of drinking my coffee
5minutes in the future appeals to me.
Or when walking into another room in the house
I take a tiny step backwards in time.
just 5 minutes,
but if you think about it,
how many regretful words or
rash decisions
have been said or made,
in less than 5 Minutes.
And how many of us, if we had the chance
would gladly go back,
if only for a handful of minutes to a
certain moment of time
and undue a wrong decision.
Or take back words
that were thrown out instead of
having been thought out?
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Submission Name: A Handful of Minutes
