The weather report says there is
sunshine
as I look at the grey sky and wind
ravaged trees
whilst reading online posts of people
trying to outguess the strategists
who have already known the lines of
thought they would take
and prepared for it
All my friends, even the insular ones,
the neurotics and depressives
are doing more than me
and I wonder if life's pulse is set on
a timer for each of us
a sudden citrus burst with the
inevitable analogies before and after
and here I am
sitting in my chair, awaiting a
delivery of a chair
though of course the courier cannot
give me a defined time
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