Four Line Fix

looking up to the sky
we’ll be wondering why
in the blink of an eye
we eventually die

we’ll be wondering why
we eventually die
looking up to the sky
in the blink of an eye

we eventually die
in the blink of an eye
we’ll be wondering why
looking up to the sky

we’ll be wondering why
looking up to the sky
in the blink of an eye
we eventually die

in the blink of an eye
looking up to the sky
we eventually die
we’ll be wondering why

we eventually die
in the blink of an eye
we’ll be wondering why
looking up to the sky

in the blink of an eye
we eventually die
looking up to the sky
we’ll be wondering why

looking up to the sky
in the blink of an eye
we’ll be wondering why
we eventually die

in the blink of an eye
we’ll be wondering why
looking up to the sky
we eventually die

looking up to the sky
we’ll be wondering why
we eventually die
in the blink of an eye

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An oldie with a slight re-write: When this house

An oldie with a slight re-write:

When this house

When this house is fast asleep
I hear the door-jamb sigh and weep,
repeating secrets, once said,
when all the others were in bed.
I, startled, cough then splutter your name,
waking, like sleeping, no longer the same.