In Time We Learn to Measure

All in sudden,
a word falters,
a word shakes,
flimsy bough.
You see neither
how nor why,
the eye busy
with disapproval.

Given the circumstance,
given the reflection.

In time, we learn to measure.
The gap between fingers
seen to gradually increase
as minutes flush.
The silence between lovers
heard to gradually increase
as the moment grows taut.
Rain taps the asphalt impatiently
as the light between days
is seen gradually to die.

-r. miller

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