years ago I would
push the pen
like this
at night
outside
opening eyes
on an entirely
new focus
a beautiful
sunrise
each morning before
eye put a foot on the floor
and got on with the day
lying down
each night
with the most amazing
sunset
and there is a cat
perched on the railing
like a bird
another inside
like a lazy dog
all the clouds are hidden
by the cloudy overhead
hardly the haze
there once was
choking no more…
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