debacle times

 

What time is it where you are?

 

Are you finding these days

just as gruesome as I have?

 

Or are you welcoming them?

 

Do you welcome them

as one would do a

longtime lover?

 

Do you stare at that

simmering sun

or brooding moon

and think up calamities?

 

I only think of you

 

What would you do

when the tide is low

and the moon is too high?

 

Do you think of me?

 

Is that sky too wide?

 

I could catch

that shadow on your face

it’s only half mast here

 

It’s just past noon

 

It’s just been ten days

 

What time is it here?

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