April 6, 2019Poem
Different moments
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Different moments
Alternate departures
Time lapses
Without waiting
For confirmation
Travel information
Is at a premium
In the rush
To banter words
Before the hush
Imposed on silence
To ensure compliance
A sequential development
Of imagination
A continuum
Of process
Leading to an
Undiscovered destination
Time slippage
Without warning
Frictionless reruns
Never exist
In practice
There is so little grip
We have nothing
To hold on to
But the sweeping
Of the hands
In continuous rotation
Unwinding, as an
Abstraction
Noncontingent
Their movement
No more real
Than the observation
Of a purposeful
Illusion.