circular staircase

Days are a blink
the weeks Tilt A Whirl faster and faster
and with a thundering of hooves the months dash by

Frentic years click away
each accelerant decade races uicker than the one before
my life burns in a comet’s tail

Time thickens when
faced with a handful of sandy loam
laced between thick glossy leaves

pulling warm taffy breaths
stillness stretches into an endless night sky
a universe on my window sill