Monday follows Sunday
Night tagging sunset
Birth unsure and death untimely
framed in the dial of timekeeping
Take any month, any day
and you are certain
of the hours it contains
and what follows when
Suspended in the middle of nowhere,
where middle itself is uncertain
Unyielding darkness girting
beyond the reaches of earth's orbiting
Ambling from nothing to nothing,
for no reason apparent
Stumbling upon curiosity
and tripping over knowing
Certitude of the puny
can beat cosmos
at its infinity
and emptiness.
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