Ten Minutes

Ten Minutes

A Poem by Gypsy Dreamer

"Emotions and how they are easily changed"


I feel like a number
an animal
on an assembly line...
waiting in a coma state
of mind...
for the inevitable.

Minute by minute
the clock ticks
in her timely fashion...
holding steadfast and strong
as I fall
into this abyss.

Strangely enough I seek
to capture
some thing to pull me out
or take me in
to take me away from
this neutral position.

Awe a chemical
mixed with forms
of fillers and binders
squeezed together
for my human hand
to handle.

My mind smiles
before my mouth opens
to receive...
Give me ten minutes
Just ten damn minutes...
and I'm free.

© 2012 Gypsy Dreamer

Author's Note

Gypsy Dreamer
Written in Blank Verse but may fall more into Free verse category.

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i agree - and my mind is smiling still - thanks

Posted 6 Years Ago

Gypsy Dreamer

6 Years Ago

Thank you John and you're welcome.
My mind smiles
before my mouth opens.
A nice write.

Posted 6 Years Ago

Gypsy Dreamer

6 Years Ago

Thanks Sami. Much appreciated. :)
Sami Khalil

6 Years Ago

You are welcome. My pleasure.

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Added on October 30, 2012
Last Updated on October 30, 2012
Tags: Number, Animal, Coma, Clock, Strong, Seek, Chemical, Fillers, Binders, Human, Hand, Mind, Mouth, Ten Minutes, Free