Japanese movies, various noises around my apartment as night gets colder, and the image appearing above.

Windows crack and complain
as they expand and contract
with the weather

I crack and complain
because it’s too cold
and I never dream about the tropics
or sand pouring through the ceiling
as though I lived at the bottom
of the hourglass

It’s always earlier or later than I think
each little slip puts time
further off its track
or mine

The complaining
is only going to get worse

(9 February 2019)

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