On this day
The other one
Not this one
Or this one
Not tomorrow
Holding steady
You must
Lowering the bar
For a second
To skip over
No jumping on this day
Until you can jump again
For the play in playing
While it whistles
Working around the clocks
For the seconds
Moving to the speeds
Wishing it was something else
Or this one day again
While it happens
Skipping around
Over the lines
Lasting just long enough
To witness the milliseconds
When you lose your cool
Taking it back
With awareness
As you see the fractures
Glued
Hazy Acres: The Creative Practice of Ryan Boos 
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