procrastination

jess always said she wished she could stop time,
but i think,
if i could,
i'd speed it up
so fast
voices would sound like birds chirping into the wind
their own language
maybe someday i'd learn it too
and we'd all speak like sparrows,
and move our arms like ants
my professors assigning 20 page papers
due in 17 minutes
the cars would just be darts of color
like shooting stars on asphalt sky
shot into the barriers of sound.
and my garden seeds would grow like fountains
spouting out then dying down
digging back into the earth before i have a chance to touch them,
fold their leaves into food
after a while,
i'd just
give up
sigh and lie down in the bathtub of the universe
and let it all roll over me like rivers of jazz
bubble-bath minutes bop-poppin all over my thighs.
i'd dance under the water of time
scat myself to sleep
and then,
make best friends with my prinkly toes.