you cant pause life, they say.
you have to keep up
you have to run along
you have to be as fast as the ticking of the seconds hand of the clock, they say.
sometimes even faster.
you have to ride the tide
you have to pull the saddle on the hour
you have to buck up
deal with it
get over it
no complaints. no tears. no stopping. no pausing.
i can, though.
every time i place a bookmark when i have to leave the world i am indulged in at the moment
i can pause life.
not because I can’t keep up.
not because I can’t run as fast as time.
just so it stays where i left it.
and when i get back to it,
like a world, my world, waiting for me to return
and run my fingers up it’s spine again.
sometimes i wish
i could put