“The Years”
Glance back –
it is like time-fishing.
Later, soon, back,
back in those days.
At least one summer
my humble luck
changed from fur
to carbon to rock.
Different technology
replaced maps
and incremental
human-shaped bird feathers
made a comeback.
A good piece of “how long” -
just loved to death
sitting in Patagonia
for a decade.
Your first times
last a long time.
A revolutionary
second skin is my own
stainless steel membrane.
More, more – ultimately,
it comes down
to the last more.
Deborah A. Miranda
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