James Dickey - Twenty Seconds of Lifelessness [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Before I made a move though, I sat for maybe twenty seconds, failing to feel my heart beat, though at that moment I wanted it to. The feeling of the inconsequence of whatever I would do, of anything I would pick up or think about or turn to see was at that moment being set in the very bone marrow. How does one get through this? I asked myself. By doing something that is at hand to be done was the best answer I could give; that and not saying anything about the feeling to anyone. It was the old mortal, helpless, time terrified human feeling, just the same. I had had a touch or two before, though it was more likely to come with my family, for I could find ways to keep busy at the studio, or at least to seem busy, which was harder, in some cases, than doing real work