Catching a Thought in the Middle
in the deep night I watch for flares of
recognition, reconciliation
day to night to day
I live cyclically
matching, catching up with a sort of thought
that runs day to night to day
unending, unstopping
instead jarred from base to basis
always a beginning or an end
never stopping to continue thinking
midway where the flowers are
and the stars live
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©Abigail Siegel, 2019
