S T A N D A R D S

if the moment isn’t shared, it still counts
if it is shared, you might wonder what it adds up to

the postage in the mailbox

tells a story of time zones
but on the weekend it’s locked
delaying unturned stones
and fireworks

the day is done
none might know

the keys are lost
the count is one
time(s) standards
are unveiled in
lines of Saturn


once is enough
to know less than forever
isn’t