TIME PLEASE
What can you do with just ten minutes? I don’t dare get into a piece of work in case time disappears and I miss the train; my book is sitting in my bag, excited at the thought of being read for a whole 40 mins, though I would like to make myself take a photo of the day rising over the Erskine Bridge as we pass through Bowling but most of the time the windows are too dirty. Maybe today.
Five minutes now and the race is on to evict something worthwhile from my head; a thought to leave behind me while I venture into the world, and perhaps some answers or echoes on my return. It’s cold out there, I can feel it on the back of my neck and the edges of my shoulders, but the 10 minute march to the station will fill me with heat and enthusiasm for the day. Time’s up.
Litopia is the winner