when i wake up in the summer afternoon

the hysterical minutes stand still
with hunger, deliberately.
they stick to the mango tree
in the balmy summer afternoon.
ripe though they are
they refuse to fall off.
they keep hanging
steadfast, deliberately.
the breeze blows away the summer dream
the crow caws loud
naps are broken
the sky remains the same,
the clouds change shape.
and all the time,
the hysterical minutes..
they stand still
silently, deliberately