For
KV
If we
are all unstuck in time,
Then
why are we still here
Looking
at another sunset
With
our binocular brains.
Most
days I can only think
In
miles of time,
The
carpenter’s unspooling
Measuring
tape.
And
when we come
Back
together,
I can
see those miles
Like sagging
muscles.
The
blade is dull.
The
song is sad.
The
light gives way.
We
cannot stay.
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