When they say events may from a dream break
It breaks this way light alive everywhere;
Make of it what we may it shapes and shares
Particular and new, like we knew its make.
No mistake we work at home behind doors
Like a day before – switch – electric light;
Put shoulder to the chip as well we might,
It’s lonely outside where town meets the shores.
Thursday picks up where it left off before
Siesta become a moveable feast.
Small prayers, daylight music, coffee restore.
Dear Diary, it’s us and you by grace,
Some months all of this at the very least.
Cancel all entries. Where’s that CD case?
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