close too

is it merely out of order 
or does the either see the nor 
a nose for that which can't be 
a canoe built for the shore 

fading in the late noon light 
shadows wearing shirts askew 
overtures manage orchestral plights 
while I sit here, the notions chew 

twixt the teeth of short and winter 
failing that a longer sprinter 
marathon can change to track 
high jump over fade to flak