Jared Schickling

90.9

before it was botched and two became three

For how many

in your sight are as yesterday

When it is passed

A watch in the night

Carry it away as

With a flood they

are as the sleep

In the mornings they are like the grass

Growing up in

Morning flurishes

growing up

In the evening

cut down

Wither

For what is consumed by it

Are

we, troubled we

Who has set our selves before you

secret

Selves in the light of this

Face who spent our years as

Whatever was told

*

T

Ears

traps

Roads
maps

I
brow

Then
now

Behavior of Saturn’s moon

Hyperion shattered

ancient collision

*

U

Forth
screamed

White
dreamed

Somehow
formed

random fall back together

pulled by the gravitation

Titan, sixteen sister moons

*

V

Jealousy

memorizing

Flung

somehow

Tongue
spouted

Word
vow

a billionfold a moonlet 

Saturn’s rings, Saturn’s gravitation

companion planet, varieties of Sol.

© Jared Schickling




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