Passing Time

it is shook quiet in the slow midday
less the low pitches and the rhythmic noise
and in this lessness, we should be walking

we should go out mouthless
we should move in small squares
with full ritual
we should pass by the blinking crosswalk signs
we should pass by the high park ruins and gate

we should see our prophetic stars
we should have comets
we should have fates, cursing in threes

there may be beasts off the wilderness paths
there may be secrets the creatures know
it is always midnight now

we will have time
we will have time to return
we will go
it is always midnight now


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2020-04-27 14:31 +0000