time becomes more abstract
as you get older
something one year ago…
“I can’t believe it’s been a year already!”
how long should a year seem like?
“they grow up fast don’t they?”
tic-toc tic-toc
how long should it be?
TIC-TOC
very dark outside tonight
a bear’s camouflage
Mr. Moon taking the night off
reading a book of poetry
or working on that
Great American novel
no one ever writes or reads
or cares about
maybe he’s passed out
behind a cloud
from too much moonshine
no worries
we’ll see him in a few nights
