Change is often just your startled
Attention to discrepancies
Of short and long-term memories.
Oh! The ice melted from the pond.
No one in this store has masks on.
The clothes have blown off the clothesline.
Should we point out what you notice
Isn’t actually what has changed,
At most some urgent updating
That you’re doing to keep living?
Nonetheless, that’s what feels like change
To you, who has changed, as you do.
Admit it. It’s a little fun,
Now and then. Wait, who is that man?
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