Graveyard; garden yard

Shouts early and arrives late

Lack the atemporality 

Our romance demands

Pursues the path wrought

With declarations of those demanded righteousness

The chances and possibilities seeping at the seems 

Oozing of second glances 

And stolen stares

Eternity, The Great Leveler

Rejoices at the timeliness

Of an ocean’s tide a

Every man can lose his soul 

In it’s specific incarnation 

In his specific practice for interpretation 

His distinguishes distinctions of time