Sunday, June 10, 2018


Something monstrous large
Just has to happen
To reset all of the clocks.

We’re close, we’re close to true, but
We’re always drifting
Out of sync with each other,

Children in a cave
That never see the surface,
Sinking slowly into dreams,

Each life slipping slightly off,
The whole pattern distorted.
Something needs to focus us,

One kraken of an event,
One stunning reference moment.

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