Time Zones

THE FUTURE LIVES IN LONDON 

disappearing acts of the world 

spinning round cradle songs sung in sunlight and in time for time 

minutes turned hours while days slowly count down 

i say good morning and you say goodnight 

life carries on outside our overlapping cocoon 

unavoidable industry demanding attendance now 

locked in cycles and random outbursts 

rearranging shadows through the blinds and tugging at my mind 

we are still coinciding

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