Sometimes, that is all you need from an hourglass
Two minutes to get away
To zone out
To simultaneously experience nothing and something
To feel numb and to feel the heart pump in silence
Two minutes to interact with the holiest of herbs
Or whichever substance
Capable of taking you on a joyride
To heaven and back
Two minutes to please yourself
In mind, your ideal fantasy
Where men and women beg to be used, to be punished! To be slaves!
Where suddenly, you become a master, a god
Your wishes, their command
Two minutes to rant and hate and rage and cry like a baby!
Because, surely, your problems are BIGGER! WORSE!
Than anybody else’s!
Two minutes to question your existence
To wonder if it’s all worth it
The things you do
You do them just to get by
That what humans do
Is it worth it?
Is it even real?
Is it a complex illusion?
What is this
Two minutes to look up
At the world above you
At the clouds, the sky
The birds flying free
Two minutes before you wake up and smell the coffee.