but I think it’s
a conspiracy of motion
a world spinning faster
and I blame the sun
one moment here
the next one there
jumping way ahead
in her arc if I duck
into a book
blink or daydream
on days I move slower
she really kicks it into gear
vaulting clouds and mountains
while the moon sits dumbly
under the stars smiling
damn ageless moon
who sashay’s away
from twilight’s coming
while I wait for
that sun to rise
then sigh once again
as she laps my awareness
before the morning
is half over
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