Tagged: second

perhaps at second

perhaps at second
glance, a familiarity,
crossing the decades
.
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the first step to change

the first step to change
is moving to the second
step – easier said
.
20191030:0800
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several bites into

several bites into
sunday, we will
suddenly
wish to slow
down, savor
every sunday
second, in our
eyes, in our
ears, melting
too quickly
on our tongues
.
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after a few go-

after a few go-
arounds, you learn that some books
can be completely

judged by their covers – walk away,
don’t give them a second glance
.
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within every hour,

within every hour,
there are eleven minutes
that take flight, nearly

a fifth of a minute that
sits still, one-eighth in running shoes
.
20170919:2300
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we act as if time

we act as if time
were limitless, not seeing
the hour, the minute,
the second until it’s out
of view, unrealized
you tell me this
at the bus stop,
waiting for
the 22 on Mission,
as if it were the best
place to stop time,
delay departures
.
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our skin is wired

our skin is wired
with neurons devoted to
the most fleeting of
touches –
it’s how we are able
to feel the last second
of the year
with so much
joy, so much fear
.
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autumn minutes

autumn minutes
require more
cushioning, it’s true –
for every second
we spend on one
another, we pull
more tightly to the
seconds that remain,
sipping on the
hour like it’s the
best hot chocolate
the city has to offer
.
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i am looking to have

i am looking to have
these seconds taken
in
, slightly tapered
to fit. after eleven
weeks without your
touch, it no longer
makes sense for
every second to trail
just as long as when
you were holding
me, every allure to
dance just as loose
.
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we build memories

we build memories
on origami shelves, multi-
tiered, delicate.
the weight of this
reminder alone
gingerly shifts our
balance, pulls on
each minute like
they were loosening
petals
with seconds
to spare
.
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