Closer to sensing time

Closer to sensing time

Without hurry or haste

Threading both bows and knots

The highly prized and waste

Time full of flash moments

Much unaccounted for

Blinks of the endearing 

The here now and before

An oceanic sky

An oceanic sky

The clouds passing below

The trees are stalactites

On red lights cars can go

Aid for billionaires who

Are hungry for more greed

In an upside down world 

It’s them we choose to feed

The skies are not blue and

The skies are not blue and

The clouds not pearly white

An ominous gloom more

Like a Halloween night

Where has my neighbor gone

Unmarked cars in a swarm

Indiscriminate seize

Just the start of a storm

Drowning in the plurals

Drowning in the plurals

No singularity

Tripping over thrice’s

Lacking sincerity

Everything is braided

This moment is not still

Chasing for this one thing

That will pour out and fill

Is it worth the wander

Is it worth the wander

An ocean at the end

Do we just turn around 

Or wade in the transcend

Is it worth the wonder

The shapely question mark ?

Girl with the pearl earring

An ear above the spark

So little and so much

So little and so much

Unaccountable days

Cornfields disappearing 

Cars in parking lots graze

Both prior and future

Look at the time in tow

Six months from winter no

Matter which way we go

The wind brushing beneath

The wind brushing beneath

White linen on clotheslines

Kicking rocks down the street

Sycamore sunlight shines

Not asking for reveals

No evidence of time

A small arc of the Earth

A sense of pi and prime