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’


Soon the filters will fade away

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


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