“April 6, 2007, 5:42”

by Craig Nagoshi

April 6, 2007, 5:42
A.M.: Is this the moment to note
In semi-fixed lines taken as wrote
Literally? The pool pump susurrates through
The open window. All the cats have left
Me bereft of their company. And somewhere out
On a darkling plain ignorant armies clash about
Different grounds of believing and the theft
Of becoming something else. 5:57 now reads
The times that clock around the rocking of ages
That cycle abound the block delivering pages
Of copy and proof. So tell me who needs
This. To this end does there have to be
Finality?

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