conscience;

Filling gaps; looking deeply

at nuance to see about

changing how things are

remembered and experienced.

It’s 3 AM, and I’ve committed

to having been risen while

the sun searches for other horizons

just to dumbly stumble back

upon this one, unchanged—

just a little bit different—while

everyone sleeps away its absence.

Everyone besides me,

a pioneer

with more time than usual to spend

shelling warnings or steps

taken backward;

even if I could space out the intervals

in the magnetic drag of mortality,

I would still be here, mulling.