Monday, January 1, 2018

Kit Kelen #730 - 1.1.18

730
1.1.18

it's Monday
it's 2018
the moon near full now gone

an Indian mynah in the bottle brush
no friend of gravity

quiet day grey
and lifting

power lines perched

birds nag and territory tussle

clean shirt for now
won't even smell of me yet

somewhere someone wants out of a war
tribe of children mainly

someone with money is desperate to make one
it's almost certain things will begin again

bells of eight
a sun too bright

same old
same old
they say

a little dizzy
a little blear
still barefoot for the summer

day is waking to us
that means it's morning here

some of us have resolved not to bother

I can still get a fresh breath of air
I wish all of you well


1 comment:

  1. hard not to rouse to the day, even though....I hear you say

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