A HUMAN IS CRYING

dog is dreaming
under the piano asleep
across the foot pedals

clock announces seconds
in a loud hear ye hear ye
town cryer's voice

bumble bee is arguing
furiously with the glass
of a cracked window pane

Time is defeated
a human
is crying

Time is different
for the clock, the bee
the crying human

Time ceases to exist
lost in his grief
his brother is dead

somewhere in the journey
around the sun
he has left the planet

Earth
continues on
without him

he sees his brother
everywhere
strangers wear his face

walk with his gait
almost expects to hear
his voice in the dark

at the turn of the stairs
sees him many times
in many mirrors

or in the back of a spoon
his face trapped
in a cobweb

always appears
as if...as if
he has just left

the room and will be back
any second now
but: he isn't. . .

dog is still
asleep
under the piano

clock has run out of time
the silence is
terrifying

the bee it seems
is dozing
on the window ledge

the human is
crying
crying