Not much

Emotional Bullshit. Hola. Adios.

I could just 

borrow a spare minute

to do something 

something that 

would run fingertips on a neck 

down to the chest

belly button

thighs 

inside knees

something that would freeze

a breath for few seconds

something

that would 

pull my hair back press my hands down on the surface

something that would imprison me and 

satisfy me at the same time

something that would cause a struggle and a pleasure

something that would 

make me want to expand

minutes

hours

days

years

something that would be not measurable

something that

would create its own value

something

that would take spare minutes

forever

But there are no spare minutes left.

today