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So Far So Fast

Is there an age to things
that you can do?
I dont think so.
I feel the wind pass
my face chilled
with its atomic pierce.
We have come so far
so fast.
Said he.
The heart-bearer,
who thaught me
how to inhale
domestic gale.
Our house hidden
in a patch of woods,
with no trail
to the souls' extinctions.
We halted
half of a second
to take in the ocean,
watch the seagulls,
flying fish and my watch.
He cast the net
Slowing the oars:
skipping time, our catch.