thirty seconds short of a miracle
reminds the world
to keep me on my toes
forget it's a poem it's
life everlasting and what would
you give for life everlasting
i am a cracker breaking into
the crumbs of what i am, fit for a journey
through a thousand carnivorous years
remember me the way you first glimpsed me
through the wrong end of the telescope
that's me in the distance, my hand in yours
shut the door the thing out there
that was us will go away
and let us remember what
a privilege it was to bless this
space that was our duty
to keep busy with being
by Mike Finley
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