sometimesihatemycat

The ticking of the kitchen clock
Drowns out the ringing in my ear
Each its own reminder
Of my frail humanity

Which sound will be my master
Passing time or wounded flesh       Perhaps
Pretend a metronome instead           Yes!
The Art of being suits me best

-me

Artwrork: The Wonders of Creation, by Olivier Lamboray

~ by April on May 4, 2026.

Posted in Body, Death, Humanity, Identity, Poetry, Whimsy
Tags: Anatta, Anicca, art, Body, Creation, creativity, Death, Dukkha, Flesh, Imagination, Impermanence, Injury, Poetry, Time, tinnitus