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Dogs 2017

DAYS OF NOTHING
(6/20/17)

no new
insight

no activity
of note

just
the routine

one foot
in front
of the other
in sleepwalking
sameness

no joy

still
the heart
beats

the lungs
expand

contract

life
is here

with all
of its concomitant
possibilities

we should be
tearfully grateful
for this opportunity

this miracle

still
we moan

we shuffle

we are
bored

hopefully
something
will happen
tomorrow