POEM A DAY 2018
Wednesday, January 17, 2018
Calm Deep Dark
Cats sitting sadly staring into space me too, my friends, me too.
And tomorrrow? Then as well, then too, the morning first, and then the rest.
The day is full of paintings or of numbers, formulas, your choice, and space.
And then? The same, my dears, and night as well, and pauses in between.
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