morning comes

oh yet another one


latest in an imaginary series

that we invented from our


tiny spinning perspective

on this tiny earth


smallest citadel of ignorance

housing the only defenses


against the vast unknown

we uphold the vanity of our faith


while the fact of morning

ungrinds the light and again makes it whole



and night departs

oh yet again...



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