what comes from writing in bed

 

what of physics

how night falls

how temperature rises

and falls

 

what do we learn

what do we intuit

lin works through

the difference

 

~

 

there are three of us

since lin joined us

the dynamic shifted

again   a trinity

 

in our own way   holy

i write this in all seriousness

a sense of sanctity

written   but unspoken

 

~

 

what of physics

it is morning

dawn of a new day

cool rain

 

birdsong

streetlight through mist

through window

april was cruel enough

 

~

 

lin asks

why we live in boxes

when so many cultures

live in round houses of one room

 

western culture favors secrecy and shame

closing doors

suppression of instinct  

judgment

 

 

days which begin 

not at dawn

but by clocks

unnaturally

 

conform to the norm

this is difficult 

for her to understand

i say   you'll never get used to it

 

~

 

imagine time without clocks

dawn   day   dusk   night

the rhythm

we abandoned for something lesser

 

what could be

what might have been

what is

i pull the sheet over my head

 

 

 





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Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
A clever write, this. It poses a question broader in aspect that might at first be thought. Basically humans have this habit of mucking up things, don't they/we! What would life be without money - at least in the form we have at the moment? Blessings, Allen
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