In the time it took me

In the time it took to see your bikini snap in a canoe
I could have read both Descartes and Camus

In the time it took to edit my tweet
I could have seen the crazy woman feed pigeons in the street

Year by year, each day fell
But I’m concerned with ‘Valencia’ or ‘Inkwell’

Remember:

Soon the filters will fade away

That time I realised there were five hundred followers
and nothing to say

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