The Flow of Time

'Time is all relative,' he mumbled as he scribbled Words drifted, colliding on the board Meeting numbers in explosions of genius Or was it madness now? He wasn't sure. 'The day drags endlessly while you idle The work clock ticks ever slower Do you not feel the lengthening of a second?' His apprentice stared in … Continue reading The Flow of Time

Ode to a Blank Page

'Dear Blank Page, Today, I concede. You win. I have no words to sully your surface, no tales to fill up your gaps. You shall remain blank for the foreseeable future. You see life keeps getting in the way. The world intrudes on my thoughts and stories leaving me empty, unable to string a sentence … Continue reading Ode to a Blank Page