wake late
into slatted sunshine
force your mind
to gather fragments
and embrace chaos
take a shower
become a shark
swim in water
you do not understand
play Vivaldi
let the lute notes
wash over you
feel the feather
plucking your heart
vibrations in rented rooms
resonate and vanish
listen intently
to the the wisdom
of a cat
who says nothing
the coffee cup looms empty
the ashtray overflows
dust motes in a sunbeam
regularly portend disorder
disregard them
clarity is a fiction
be still and grateful
content to know
you cannot know
which way
this day will go
until the circle
closes tight
until this day
returns to night
- mce
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