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.