“Someday I’ll wish upon a star
Wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where trouble melts like lemon drops
High above the chimney top
That’s where you’ll find me.”
– Yip Harburg, Over the Rainbow
I wish I had more hours in each day
a forty-eight hour clock
where every other second
skips a beat
I could
write non-stop for twenty-four hours
then sleep for twelve
walk for six
and still have
six more hours to do
everything else
I could
live twice as long
accomplish twice as much
be twice as happy
Oh how sad the fast
beating of the
twenty-four hour clock
where time waits for
no one
where life goes by
in the blink of an eye
where every spare moment
is seized
claimed
and carved out
between seconds that
refuse to skip a beat
