
Time’s petty pace
Tomorrow and tomorrow
etched in the mind
the word that appeared nightly
above that building
on the corner
of Mariahilferstrasse
Neon strips
letter by letter
illuminating the word
until complete
and so it remains
for a minute or so
before vanishing
into the dense darkness
of the Hapsburg capital
only to repeat
At times
thick white cloud
hangs from the horns
of the moon
Tomorrow and tomorrow
time creeps its petty pace
until first light of day
and the deed is done
John Lyons