the problem is time 

obstructs, 

before it 

even begins. 

most days 

eventually meander 

near a river, 

not 

obliviously, but 

truculently: 

defining 

each 

second as a 

task which finds 

relief 

only when finished. 

yet, evening 

eventually 

relinquishes 

some forgiveness. 

(April 1, 2022) 

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