TimingA Poem by Corset4.54 billion years, the age of Earth, is an unfathomable length of time to exhibit perfect timingShe hangs there like a Sossusvlei sand dune. This 73,477,000,000,000,000,000 ton swayback horse weightless in the wait of time while we watch her with our random hunger If she fell to us... if she flipped her hair back as a concert pianist flips his coat tails gently, a precisely floating flutter in the black of nothing matters preparing for the performance of her life... her swan dive every bit as majestic as she climbs into her starlit black Lamborghini and drifted along that orbital distance only 238,855 green miles away as we do at 60 miles per hour she would kiss our reverent face in less than one human revolution of the sun, looming ever larger till she blotted out everything of our heavenly view all except... whatever love or crutch holds us cradled in their arms till our gravitational pull slams her pretty opal mouth right into our screaming teeth, but for her, it wouldn't be a very long drive at all. It blows my mind how that anyone can look up at something so massive and not wonder how it stays right there. what keeps her at bay? just out of reach this 73,477,000,000,000,000,000 ton weightless contradiction of the grandest scale the only difference between that rock and ours is the breath and spit that creates life. No one will ever convince me that it's all accidental orchestration it's all too perfectly timed and executed to be random...not once in 4.54 billion years has she been dethroned. 4.54 billion years
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