Mini moment galaxy 

The world spins in slumber

Suspended like a tranquil cloud

In tepid sky 

People with closed lids

And busy minds

Lie 

Meanwhile time minutes by 

Like a toddler now sipping beer 

Like a tree losing then finding buds 

Life cascades, a concoction of crescendos and valleys

Somewhere in this spanse

One man with thin wire glasses and a goatee 

Steps across sidewalk

Again and again

As dawn slips to dusk 

This quiet chaos 

Ticks on.

 

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