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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