Peter
all we have here
is the steady marching of seconds
and words melt downward
like
so much
jargon just
falling
over each
other
I have to wonder why
we keep climbing these steps when we know
the escalator is descending
so don't tell me to explain
or ask me to speak
- it's already the fourth watch
and in the pre-dawn light
I'm on the lake waiting for Him to change my motion
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