Creation Cycle

after they made the day, its end

a cluster-keeper was needed, the year

from there, for ergonomic reasons,

pipelines of months, so agony’s circulation poured civilized

For a change, from under premature scabs, it rains

A little triviality by pure- on the peaks, the snow

Ocean; desert – oh, well… for contradiction’s sake

Nobody flooded

But if it did we’d jarred it on the ark.

Then, perennial is posted, a calendar

Like I didn’t know already.