Because the turning of planets won't stop
My eyes have gone blurrier
I'm getting older still
Prescription worsening
And there are shapes in the sundown half-light
The wind is moving things

I go outside to piss into the night
Just before sleeping
I notice lurching forms
Unfocused, I absorb
The air tonight is warm
The blurred world performs
And I'm just happily here in the dusk
Myself just as blurry