"I love turkey legs," I scream. As I turn, I see three pairs of chubby legs pumping air trying to escape and stay at the same time.
stay, I beg again
slow down for just one day
stop churning todays
into endless yesterdays
holding my breath
I force my body into stasis
counting one breath into another
sighing wait wait wait
around me
chubby bodies lengthen
slim into long waists and longer legs
pants skitter up towards bony knees
and hugs run towards fairer game
the pause button on my vcr taunts me
with the ability to stop, move backwards
and wait, moments frozen in time
time to savor to imprint, to seal the day
but human I am and pause is beyond
my time forced existence
so I breathe slowly, hug languidly
and time flits by
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October in Vermont 2007
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