The particles in the air were not moving. 
 
The bird’s warning was on its way across 
The frame of the window  
 
To be received by mouths opening their closing.
 
At the same time, the half display 
On the TV reaches out to the fleeing signal 
 
Adam eagerly reaches for God’s fingers. 
 
But not until the cup of tea frozen in time falls 
To nourish the ground 
 
The door is scarcely opening…or is it closing? 
 
The victorious team had just lost its victory 
Two scores and one inch ago. 

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