Daylight Saving
What time is it, I have no idea, it's so dark out...
It's dark out side
And I have no idea what time it is
It could be tomorrow
It might even be yesterday
And that is the glory of it
That it could be anything
At this point
It's like Schrodinger's Life
I'm both alive and unalive
At the very same time
It's both yesterday and tomorrow
At the very same time
I am alone yet not alone
At the very same time
You're here and I'm there
And the stars shine
But they don't
The coyote cries and laughs
And I make sure
The windows are bolted
Like I'm afraid the coyote might break in
Wile E. is not on shift tonight
It's too dark an evening
For the likes of him
Instead we get wandering hearts
And frozen branches
Like fingers
Writing poems in the dusty snow
It's dark outside
And I have no idea what time it is.
About the Creator
Yess Bryce
Currently halfway through my Creative Writing degree with Oregon State University, in an attempt to leave the cooking and farming world of work. Newly hired as a Contributor to Edible Magazine! It's working!
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