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One said to me tonight or was it day
or was it the passage between the two,
"It's hard to remember, crossing time zones,
the structure of the hours you left behind.
Are they sleeping or are they eating sweets,
and are they wanting me to phone them now?"
"In the face of technological fact,
even the most seasoned traveler feels
the baffled sense that nowhere else exists."
"It's the moving resistance of the air
as you hurtle too fast against the hours
that stuns the cells and tissues of the brain."