In a Second
seconds dissolve
in universes dying.
they whisper through my mind,
fugitive as rain.
so many births of flight,
restless and relentless,
consigned yet joyful,
narcotic and aphrodisiac.
each struggles 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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9/14/25 tweaked
5/29 ... removed last line ("who listens? who dares what they say?")
5/20 changed formatting at end
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