hours
after
hours

you adjust to the sunrise
you adjust to your dinnertime
you adjust to the seasons
you adjust to your lover

when can you say
a day is a day
inconsistency breeds variety
images pass your eyes
as you slide down the track
you control the speed
but not the direction

can you stop
for just one heartbeat
listen to your mind
all the things you want to tell you

spinning wheels
program your up-time
what a coincidence, the seven day week

I'm glad it's not perfect, the days in a year
imagine the confused science if it were
religious thinking having crippled most
the rest that still walk are invariably blind

hours
seconds
hours

pass

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