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If this clock spins any faster
and time and space become much vaster
perhaps we’ll fail to apprehend our past: her
distant, brimming new years baskets
full of flames and shadows cast
and love that lingers and outlasts
If we are blown by an instant blast
of stillness past the end of time
the question always is (I find),
would this be, or not, disaster?
by Jim Culleny
1/1/13