I think the 1st one is unfinished, thus the 2nd one happened. You'd be surprised how easily that happens, not knowing whether a poem is or isn't complete, given enough time.
I'm preparing myself for a summer without you
Winter having come and gone without a word
The third eye they all prize
Sometimes won't let you sleep
I wonder what they'd say
If they knew the price you pay
For the privilege of seeing more