Because the turning of planets won't stop
My eyes have gone blurrier
I'm getting older still
Prescription worsening
There are shapes in the sun-down half night
The wind is moving things
I go outside to piss into the night
Just before sleeping
I notice lurching forms
Unfocused, I absorb
The air tonight is wam
The blurred world performs
And I'm just happily here in the dusk
Myself just as blurry
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