They call it "Aging" - Sept. 19, 2021

but I think it’s

a conspiracy of motion

a world spinning faster

and I blame the sun

one moment here

the next one there

jumping way ahead

in her arc if I duck

into a book

blink or daydream

on days I move slower

she really kicks it into gear

vaulting clouds and mountains

while the moon sits dumbly

under the stars smiling

damn ageless moon

who sashay’s away

from twilight’s coming

while I wait for

that sun to rise

then sigh once again

as she laps my awareness

before the morning

is half over