Foreswear the Bell Shoals

Past Tense: I heard your meditated ring
Engaged the fight with evil.
Not outside your personal self yet, are you?
Present Calm: Nonexistence is here
To pick up my pieces
And let the mind nap.
Future Spars: It's a surely thing
That I'll fight 
Against rest.

Narrow lenses, stop your time.
I won't be history
Nor will today or tomorrow
Land my seas.

The balloon trip around the sphere
Can be as short as a spin
And as long as I can hear.

So in addition to seconds and minutes
And degrees and miles
I trudge
Among meals
And ligaments
To music that plays its fools.

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