To L.

clock

To L.

How can something shine so brightly
In a night that doesn’t exist?

Those big orange numbers

Still haven’t sprung forward,
Too boring,
I just add an hour in my head,

I’ve learned I can suppose,

It’s going to be the Fall again anyway,

And I’ll fall back to the start

Then everything will be right

On time

Everything will be perfect, if I only wait,

I’ll never have to do the math

In my head

Again…

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