And then eternity reverses itself and we’re left with

calcium deposits

weathered miniature boulders in the palm of your hand

young supple thoughts

on an aching left shoulder

you can’t carry the weight of someone else’s depression

no one can

and pastries in the morning

and bouncing and giggling in the next room

one bulb glares down

a rumbling purring in the neighbor’s yard

folds of creamy white reflect in the glass

that the neighbors snoop through

crescent criss-cross distractions

rub the day out of your eyes

so the owls can creep in

bouncing and giggling the next moment over

funeral home on the corner

across from a used american flag drop box

across from the craft store

under clouds that block out the northern lights

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