The Starkness of the Day
when the sun rotates
backwards in the sky
and the blue goes on and on
without the wisp of a cloud
we are in the starkness of the day
when unmeasured time
passes on the hands
of a broken watch only
do we understand when these
days are gone the starkness of the day
Copyright © Forrest Pasky | Year Posted 2016
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