Who invented time?

A day can hardly be a unit of life
less a year, age.
The laundry list of things to do
stumbles ahead into tomorrows
as do days and nights.
We navigate life like driftwood,
long blurs at sea-
maybe twice or thrice probing the shore
but always unexpectedly.



FOOTNOTE: I’m so ready for sunny days, travel, new ideas and for the pandemic to be irreversibly over.


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