Maxigumee

time is a strange thing.

it passes shortly briefly

but it lasts eternally

forever

all the time in the world

seems to stop

compressed

into a summer

the days seem to stretch

like elastic or clay

pulling on the jaw of

the tired

sleepy hours spent lying in bed

stretch on over the horizon of forever

never ending, ever sleeping

time stopped forever

then when forever is done

time snaps back

it breaks and the pace

is fast again

the summer that seemed so long

so eternal and hot

was gone and seemed like

nothing.