#403 - we went to time

 

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we went to time

for a clock series

 

beyond hours days

starflock of seasons

a turning of months, sway

come to, say, afternoon

where we took up in the heart

for rhythm

 

a clock on toast

and found forever

rumour spent

where the river ran away

                                                                       

sheep far folded to scribble hills

though we have stood time on its head

 

it was the while of sleeping in

(death bent little and lost)

no stretch

and so I poured time back

quaff till

 

run out?

then get some more

what abundance and what lack!

 

it was up

some said

but calendar came down

 

turn it over

see how it’s signed

beats as it sweeps

nothing’s ever crossed out

 

try speed of light

why stop?

imagine black hole

 

the cheerful head pokes out

 

a practised escape velocity

lose count and start again

call ages for geology

a form of punctuation

 

this Earth – our only residence

there’s nobody home now

none to keep

that must be how we’re here