He stood
still
in the night
alone
looking up
arms hanging down
knowing
it would be over soon
another 30 years
perhaps
40 at most
and he’d be
like all the rest
who have stood
where he stands
amazed to realize
nothing
will cease to exist
when he moves on
his work visible
for a while
then
nothing left
for the naked eye
eventually
even the slight
unseen pressure
of his one time presence
origin beyond recollection
gone
laughing
despite his fate
that saving grace
will also fade.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
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