Because the turning of planets won't stop
My eyes have gone blurrier
I'm getting older still
Prescription worsening

There are shapes in the sun-down 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

I'm just happily here in the dusk
Myself just as blurry