Two Clocks

Language got us here.
Language will get us out.

That's the nature of cages,
there are gaps and keyholes
and places to pee.

Call me.
I will answer.
And we can discuss
the nature of the early afternoon,

and think about
how the Manhattan Project
promised to return to the earth
its lifeless dirt.

How many minutes to midnight
is our death wish?

How hard are
our exposed bones?

Call them teeth,
they will answer.

I do not care about your silicon mind
because minds have always been
myth.

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