May 32, 2016

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when the aged earth pauses

to grab a glass of lemonade

and the last species of HMT wall clocks,

massages its hands


time – please


we earn a superpower:

to knock that door

of a friend in another city

complete that book

that is sitting on that shelf

go to that cafe where

we planned to sit and write

Or just fill in the day with

blanks that you want to complete

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