the turmoil of a second.

how time can stop dead in it's tracks.

how decaying can be delayed...

with the proper conditions...

all of this could be delayed.

we could remain frozen in half hearted playful banter.

we could be suspended in space and time.

we'd never know the difference.

we wouldn't know that time stood still.

that my heart skipped all the beats.

and now...i'm stuck somewhere beyond my comprehension.

i'm stuck between the lines.

i'm stuck in the pause after a thought.

in the words your trying to gather for your acceptance speech.

in the false promises at the end of a first date.

in the absence of a ring when no one is calling.

in the spark of flash when a bulb burns out.

in the clicks of the heater.

in the drip from the ac.

in the drunken conversation that moves in circles...

monotonous and profound.

i speak in tongues...talk in riddles.

i'm stuck in the joke you don't get...

always waiting...

for recognition...or at least laughter.