I Tell Time

Some nights seem slippery,
more than I like, lately
maddeningly abstract
yet deeply intimate,
infusing every
word and gesture…

and breath
I wake to the sound
of dark, without detail

or maybe
in a cavern or
falling thru space
I might be dreaming
I could be dead.

Time moves one direction
but I move all directions
and take time with me

I tell time

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