What slowness means to me :

 

The excess of time?

The romantic leisure?

The careful meditation?

 

These are just

exceedingly luxurious

and a extravagancy to me.

 

The slowness to me

is

a consistent pride,

a heartbreaking struggle,

a clinging cost of agony

striving to achieve and endeavoring not to miss.

 

 

Still

I am dragged

by the slowness,

as exhausting myself.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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