Poem: In a Second

 

In a Second

 

seconds dissolve

in universes dying.

they whisper through my mind,

as fugitive as rain.

so many births of flight,

restless and relentless,

consigned yet joyful,

narcotic and aphrodisiac;

each struggling not to tire,

to generate, such explosions!

so inevitable, passions gone,

sacrificed on a palimpsest of planet.

do they beckon, hand of fate?

are they signposts?  hearthstones?  deathbeds?

does god lurk in these meek miracles?

love?  

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5/29 ... removed last line ("who listens? who dares what they say?")

5/20 changed formatting at end