Collecting days how you might stamps.
Yesterday had licked the same
Although it had looked
More smudged by comparison,
Today I saw human profiles
In the cracks that the Earth
Made.
Tomorrow I will imagine
That I’m walking around a photograph
(To see if it comes true).
I like to think that the world is
(Not was)
Built in one
(Not six)
Days for me
(Not him).
