Where are the melting clocks, Samara?

Where are the melting clocks, Samara? 

complete loss of subjective self identity 

— yeah. that one. 


like — fundamentally tired. 


where is ego going to die? 

— a concrete jungle. 

(i want to go home) 

where are they going? 

(it’ll take me a day to get to the dining table) 

where are you going? 


 you have the who 

i have the where 

but where is the time? 

the time’s melting. 


By Yuvana Sahi

Image credit: Ágoston Horányi

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