i sit up, back to the wall, eyes burning
the day has begun.
no plans, appointments, responsibilities-
the unbearable nothingness that Summer so readily manufactures.
time to get up, get out, get moving
ensnared by a litany of who what where why
nowhere to go, nothing to do, no one to see-
the resounding tickticking of a heart that keeps clicking
scores of tall trees outside, bugs churping, ants constructing
mulling through, forgetting the wonderment of it all
carrying out their fates -
no help from Lady Luck, thanks only to God.
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