Friday, May 31, 2019

The Dot

The Earth seems to rotate too fast tonight
There was but an object at my balcony
A while ago, a non-twinkling steady source
Of light, a little bigger than a dot, glowing
Contrast of white in all pervading black;
It is still there, just about to hide behind
The concrete, proof of reality, all too soon.
The Earth must be rotating too fast tonight.

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