Interrupting the daily
prevailing sense of deja vu
because this sort of thing
really happens every day here
the thought that the memories
you haven’t thought about
in how many cycles but
remain as dusty clear as
the wood paneling cinder block
linoleum of the tv room floor
the tangible apparent 1987ness
of 1987 or any vicinity year
flowed through the so called
order of the universe at
the same rate as this day
this week month or decade
the accumulation of same
is what makes it speed
so they say when there are
fewer data points nothing
to compare the singular to
how faultless this regularity
how much longer in the mind
it flows out infinite distance
how precious this second
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