A minute to five pm,
a dim afternoon darkening,
I'm putting the coffee on, again,
yet looking at the landscape
through the window-pane,
the light waning, I know,
I should really go walking,
avoid the temptation
of putting the computer on,
getting caught on the world's grief
for an hour or two,
instead treading fallen leaves,
spending the dark hours
on the bleeding wounds,
and now go and step
across the grey moments leaving,
breathing deep, hearing
the lone bird or two chirping
in the vast autumn desolation.
08.10.2025
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