perjantai 9. kesäkuuta 2023

ON THE ONE HUNDREDTH AND FIFTY-EIGHT DAY OF THE YEAR

Just as I was going to go out,
take some meandering walk
to no place particular, and
slowly back, the hungry clouds
ate the disk of the Sun again,
and looking at the sudden
gloom, I thought better,
and made some coffee,
put music on, sat before
the screen, and although
all know it does no good
for the hope of future days,
I sat down and wrote
and walked none.

09.06.2023


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