Between Sunset and Sunrise

If you cannot laugh,

lower your eyes

as this day dies--

crawl with the sun's light

out a window towards night.

The day delivers too much sun

to see this particular piece of earth,

produces so many sounds

the mind jumps onto dream-stage.

My eyes open

to a dark window and begin

to question the morning.

Clock tells me it's that time

to begin a day of trying to do

what has never been done so well before.

--Tim Van Ert

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