Today
there are people
getting married
giving birth
and dying.
Today
is the first day of fall,
the last day of winter,
and the month in-between.
Today
a baby daschund chases a piegon
while spring makes an old woman blush
a dictators plot their revenge.
Today
tears choke your heart
flood your throat
and stick to his ribs.
While some nameless form
keeps us moving
along a frozen yang-yin axis,
skating the seasons of time.