Savvy Poem – Chronoclastic


Time crushed into a Friday night,

knowing that, on Saturday, one has to start thinking

about structure – about the starters, mains and plenaries,

the beginnings, middles and endings,

that will form the basis of the plans,

that, on Sunday, you will churn out,

ready for the weekday lives that

you are expected to give

structure to,

and knowing that – for you –

there is no structure.

No structure, because your life is not your own

to be structured.

You function only as a pixel – stuck fast

onto a linear line of someone

else’s institutionalised

and fictional


Copyright owned by Jay Cool, August 2019

Image by Manfred Steger from Pixabay

Inspired by a reading of an extract from ‘The Eyre Affair’ by Jasper Fforde, as shared by a member of the Colchester Scribblers Meetup group.

Please indulge in other writings by Jay Cool:


Narcissist: Haiku

Steal A Style: Savvy Writing Tips

1: Lack-Lustre

Day 7.2: Newport – She Who Never Grew Up!


Published by The Silly-Savvy Salopian

Freelance writer and descendant of the cave dweller and outlaw, Humphrey Kynaston. Banished from Shropshire for my eccentricity, I have made my home in Suffolk. I write poetry, short stories, travel journals, comedy gig reviews and non-fiction articles. My wish is to write my way back into the heart of my birth land. All writing commissions (and free holidays in Shropshire!) considered.

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