April 5, 2020 Or, A Poem About Time

poetry

Stasis doesn’t stop time
the earth revolving the sun
consuming its fuel ever nearing
supernova

every shop is closed
the stark contrast of meaning
is thrown in our faces
but stasis doesn’t stop time

wrestle with your annuities
and despair in the gaze of God
as the milky way spirals ever closer
to oblivion

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