Friday 25 June 2021

Two moments


When the high of normal

The drunkenness of sobriety

The up of the down


Kicks in



Like this cold-weather front 


Breaking the baking heat with one


Tablespoon serving of fresh English rain


Before the heat haze fires up again


Gable-ending my summer of sin



I’d like to take a moment to think about


How life is passing by much quicker than I thought


Or it ought


The time-keeper, decoupled from our version of golden riches


Cannot be bought



And one more moment, I’ll take


To commit to submit to Him that His might, through me, makes me stronger


Then back to the now


All time-outs can only be two moments


No longer




gK


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