many times
stopped wait wondering
what is it we must do
in order to get by
maybe write a song
everyone coming
back from
where they have been
and getting ready to
go wherever they go next
pushing the toes off
the ledge where standing
was what eye wondered looking
down how many stories
nothing concluded
some even whisper
while in the same room
doesn’t matter what’s being said
only that others can’t hear it
how rude
slow day
working backwards
from the beginning
when will we all
walk together
some people act as if
every stranger is going
to rob them and that
must feel strange
to the stranger
soon the sun will set
and the day will be done
too fast today
need to reprogram and slow
down that fast
sun smiling onto
this Fro—Zen ground
and still the toes
back from the ledge
but cold
everyone will be converging
on this spot soon
won’t matter much
never has
nothing concluded…
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