SUNDIAL
it seems the east is changing
the earth is becoming something else
i am standing very still on the earth
i am sitting on my bed in my room
it used to be the sun came in through these windows in my room
now it seems the sun comes in through these windows in my room
the earth is changing, these things happen
eventually the earth will change so that east will no longer be east
it used to be polaris that was the north star
then the earth changed and now it is some other star
and so my body is changing
and the east is changing
and this must be okay.
by the time the changing is finished, by then my body will have also have changed.
in the morning there are new shadows
that my body is making.
asking the body what shadows
it is making is useless.
the body will do as the body will do.
there is no use treating the body as a sundial.
there is nothing certain about the body except
that using the body as a sundial will change.
i find my body in a dark room
and my shadow drapes across it.
being velvet i am turned dark:
this is a reoccurring dream.
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Perfect for spring
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