Eastward

I move my legs

in a quick cadence:

left foot,

right foot,

left foot,

right foot,

pushing the ground

behind me,

making the earth

rotate in space

eastward.

I need to keep the right direction,

everything depends on it:

the magnetic poles,

the seasons,

the way time flows,

how the sun sets,

how the moon rises,

where we meet each other,

how we kiss,

how we live…

You thought I was just walking?

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