i punch my time card the same as the others
i walk this line i was set to walk, channeled like a river through woods
there's no flooding over the banks when it doesn't ever rain
(this is not complete, or maybe it is?)
the weather has been magical the past few days
cooler temperatures and rains here and there
the girl cat is eating and the boy cat is not around
i look out the window here sometimes and i've
noticed that my neighbor's house has a crack
where two parts of her roof merge together
and either yellow jackets or red wasps have
taken up residence in there.
i watch them fly to and from the crack
during cooler temperatures, there's not as much
coming and going, but when it's hot out
they're always coming and going
when i sit and watch them i often think about how
i rarely think about them when i walk by that space
between the two houses when im taking the trash out
bittersweet dream last night when i slept
woke up with some tears on my face and pillow
i feel ok
im still wandering, meandering along
trying to hum or sing a nice song
but walking for this long
falling for this long
you have to wonder when you're going to crash
when you're going to hit the ground.
i push through still
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