FOOL THAT I AM

(for granddaddy)

daylight savings time has
pushed the day ahead one
hour later for mornings &
evenings &

i am still moving in my mind
contemplating how springs forward
& falls backward

i have moved enough to still be stuck in the
same place because mountain moving is only
in my mind & there where i am moving is
the moments in those hours of light i'll get
to finally live in just after the thaw

the past days haven't moved
much though time has moved
where the mountain moving
in those moments of light
is clearly there

trees old as
time next to gas stations
barely a month old

where open land & silos
& farms & concrete spew into
roadways across daylight savings
time & time zones where
the moments of light one hour later
for mornings & early evenings
are still the same: recorded purposes.

across miles & turns & songs & stops
at gas stations barely a month old

we saw that tree

different

but the same one
we might've hung from

we skip mississippi goddamn
on the cd player & collectively
drive the miles in our minds
to increase the distance
between ourselves & that tree

different

but the same one
we did hang from