This must be a constant state of darkness.
No one seems any closer today than they were
Arousing the light.
The tilting lids are as they were when the
Trashmen creeped along just before dawn emptying the cans.
I think there is a message in sloppiness--
It says, "I have made a studied effort at
Imperfection so you may never mistake it as it is
For as it was
Before I got here."
Yes, indeed, we are falling ever constantly further away from that gravitational
Custody of the moon.
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