March to June

Mornings are not mornings

it’s continuous day

no night

life dried

night is a suggestion of quiet time

but quiet stays

have I spoken today?

is the shower wet?

what parcels arrive?

and what next?

what next?

what next?

days are plexiglass cubes

in a row

numbers breed and multiply

we trade off unbelieving

as believing is unwieldy

you will not climb the Alps

you will not surge to the top of a watchtower

you will not dive the reef

you will not wander

no one rises up

no one high enough to see

to be saved

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