Each day was a flurry of activity
so much so that at night
with head upon pillow
it was hard to focus
on blur that darkened
and sleep halted
the world
until the sun broke
the silence
and he began
snapping photographs
throughout the days
so that at night
he had proof
that trees and birds
and cats and dogs
and even children
were all that time
hidden inside
his life
of blur.
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