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Day 96

This sunset I did not see.

 

Along with all the expectation,

I set it down –turned away toward some

other attraction, like the work of

keeping my bones connected.

 

How do i keep the clock ticking.

How do I keep the moon rising, and

when does it rise, and is there

a way for me to expect it.

The moon does rise, unnoticed while

the sun has already been awake.

And its setting too goes unnnoticed.

 

Will I be the same. Haven't I been the

very same. Tomorrow is what we

wait for. Will I be any different.

100poemsMegan Bowser