#2193 - all of us living it

 

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all of us living it

midsummer hibernation

 

lost in the crack between years

 

day in a piano perhaps

flat out for a culmination

 

it’s each as can catch

 

some have brought their own bottle

others are spread out over the page

 

there’s last of everything to do

last of wishes too

 

just as the lizard drinking

 

a day of all

bright as we are

 

fed just on echoes now

nothing to prove

 

abandoned by clocks, by calendars

 

float there

or sit up just on a cloud

whistling the while away