Some kinda gap at eight.

Last week, I got new windows
Next week, it is September.
There was something in-between,
But I just can't remember.

no show

Getting the windows in my house replaced early tomorrow morning, so no show tonight.

The pattern repeats at eight.

Friday the Thirteenth
Second Day of Ramadan
Earlier each year

Looking for rhythm
I'm going to celebrate drums
Go on, count the beats!

Fat Man and Little Boy start dancing at eight.

I'm sure the records all will show
A huge jump in leukemia
Roughly sixty-five years ago
In and around Hiroshima.
A mark of pride (or one of shame),
Those cities leveled flat.
And say safely, from in a plane,
"Oh hell, we just did that...."