Accumulation of error (a poem)

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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