Foggy today.
Not outside.
Expecting nothing
of this Sunday
that cannot be named,
securely crated and/
or mass produced.
Must everything be ahead of schedule
in such a small time?
At least our brains are stocked up front
for processing and Random Access
Memory.
Memory.
There are no explanations for this,
but go on...
Name what you need.
Struggling to say,
assembly by poetry is perhaps
assembly by poetry is perhaps
helpful to visualize intangibles i.e.
physics and such phenomenona
as aspirations...try.
It could be, most simply,
about physicality-
that my nose is out there,
too far to see transparently
or cross-wise.
or cross-wise.
I do feel exposed, but that is not it
either.
either.
The dull light doesn't care about mood
or money. Funny how we do...
A penny for my thoughts.
O yes, it was reconciliation.
Counting the change
in the air.
Painting by Friedrich Preller the Younger [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
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