A Calendar Without Days
I drew a circle in the dirt and called it a bowl.. and though I fed the fish twice a day,
three times a week.. ..I couldn't help but wonder why it no longer moved in the same way..
Down the street, the ATM is out of order... ...but there a man will stand, who has been there for days.
...And over that road... ....A woman will wait for a bus. ...for she can no longer recall where she lives that
Whilst, the same name will be spoken and called.. ..by a man who's dog died four years ago.....
..I drew a circle in the dirt... and wondered how time could move forward,
......but the days, they refused to change....."