After Hours

the committed Weekender

hates the fragmentation

of self, the bereavement

of Lights Out

in every frame

of seconds

that

do not

come back around

like blindness, deafness

comfort this:

the stars

take time

to shine

from zillion

years off

and still

we admire

the Now

even when

the matter

over there

is already

gone dark

2023 APR 28