Some slow evenings when the light hangs late and stubborn in the sky, / gives itself up to darkness slowly and deliberately, slow cloud after slow cloud, / slowness enters me like something familiar, / and it feels like going home.
This is not fantasy, this is our life.
We are the characters
who have invaded the moon,
who cannot stop their computers.
We are the gods who can unmake
the world in seven days.
Both hands are stopped at noon.
We are beginning to live forever,
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