The Rise and Fall of Moments

From and to views
powered by turn of the head
entering and exiting
are indistinguishable.

The right and left hands
finish each other’s thoughts
when not called upon
they rest together.

Firm ground swells
or cracks to catch
any unsuspecting
passing foot.

Then self-repaired
the way smoothed
journeys continue
the earth flat.

Temporarily interested
glance caught looking
slice of visual pie
grin passing by.

In transient concentration
like a cloud holding
the best possible
thought for a minute.

A spurious alert
in a strike of nerve
behind the knee where
bends a broken wish.

In that hallway
from kitchen to bedroom
sparkling darkening
to return soon.


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