#285 - day of one hour less

 

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day of one hour less

 

did I say stolen?

 

start early

it’s a day on steroids!

and lends a certain urgency

 

do little things today

turn pockets out

know the hours to sing

 

an hour to sleep

one hour for breakfast

a day dream

how we go

 

something’s misplaced in such a day

lost when I threw myself off

idea won’t come back the same

time takes its toll

 

seven is the new six and so on

this goes on all through the day

 

no one’s watching

 

in sunshine still a day diminished

 

this much less of me

all one hour older we were

 

as much as the saying of summer

for every here a now

 

and here in my head

always too much to see

 

a city in the clock

and this decree

no leaf

nor blade of grass

to heed

 

a harvest of weeds

make mulch

 

and quickly quickly

scratch your poem down

the garden is going again