Saturday, May 7, 2022

Change

Changing my mind like a change in wind

a mile of moments that never begin

because it's all happening at once

each inch

overlapping the distance

each blink

overlapping the eye


Running the machine making animation

cartoon characters pacing 

growing fat and thin

each frame

overlapping the film

each smile

overlapping the mouth

because we laugh

as we know

real change takes time


There is no change left

I am still the same as I always was

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