My time is shortWritten by Yona Levy Grosman Translated by Lami Halperin. My time is short and there is so much to do and I’m not the one to finish this work. I cover myself up with soft sand one grain, then another sand sticks to my eyes, sand in my face, in my ears grains stick to my body arranging themselves in waves, waves I’m sinking into changing episodes grains of sand, then others, tiny, innocent penetrating, wounding scattering and arranging themselves row upon row. Sinking into my dream I’m not the one to finish this work, but there is so much to do and the time is short and the worms already eat at the flesh of the one who has to do the work. And the time is short. I sink into my dream, one wave, then another feel the time one grain, then another mounting up forcing me to sink into the depth everything is motionless there. And the work? Is not for me, not for me yet there is so much to do. And the time? Yes, time, The Time, traps me into infinite time. |
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