two worlds

outside the window
the world is in love
with its carousel of
rain: light: moss: clover

while inside the globe
of our air-tight world,
the red hot wire of
pain punctuates
days.hours.minutes.seconds

my enclosed mind soars
ten miles high:
the 737's gentle drone:
the unread book:
water twinkle in glass:
sky outside fade into:
space:
above

time.halts.

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