Circadian Wobble
Circadian Wobble
Circadian tripped through a trap door
Into amended reality of light and time
Where confusion missteps through the waltz of the hours,
And intervals of minutes
Glare at each other suddenly plucked out of place
Leaping into a space reserved for colleagues,
Renamed without their permission,
Here circadian wobbles in an new identity assumed
Where dawn rises in darkness -
Dusk becomes twilight –
When the morning star collides
With alpenglow
And sleep eludes the routine of dreamers
Rhythm disrupted –
Gone the orderly synchronized ballet of hours,
In their birth space,
Minutes running early
Gazing into prophetic confusion
Back to days to come
Déjà vu unpacked
Staggering in crunchy seconds of DLSD
Sunlight confused by second hands
Not knowing their place
In the Circadian scheme or on the face of eternity’s timepiece
A standoff in the litany of changing light
That lingers just a little longer in the cycle of day and night
Surrealist creation longing to hold onto light
Until the globe turns its face into the season
When time and light re-align.
DLSD – Daylight Savings Time Disorder
3-17-21
Contest: Inner Alignment
Sponsor: Unseeking Seeker
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