.... to make us break
first ... the now is difficult to keep
the virginia coast before me and
the sand with all its pretty stones
and shattered shells cut through
still i wanted nothing more from time
not the west, not alabama and not sleep, i wanted the moment
the moment before and the moment right after the sun awoke
to come out but it had made different plans for
that day ... it had promised itself time to
sleep in: it was like the rest
