In Periphery


Time’s gone before we see

the entirety of periphery.

Viewing life from afar

speeding past in our car.


Vistas ever change

in the given range.

Moving pictures pass

rainbows through the glass.


Spreading very thin

the less is seen within.

Edges all around

holding sight and sound.


Reflections never last

the future comes to fast.

Viewing life from afar

all’s left is the scar.