Sit Quietly now and Ponder
On What Happens next.
These moments so delicately poised amid the whisperity
Miasma of all things mundane.
And soon a door to bang
The Phone to ring
The cat to miaeux
The Kettle to boil
The Bones to ache
The eyes to droop
The soil to disappear,
Frightened, Petrified,
In the corner of you internetting,
Interconnecting plans and
Interruptions of the days months
Year and into beyond
Stay silent for a brevity moment
A focus, a purpose, a meaning,
A Question "What Happens next?"
VivieBC
I wonder
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martin says excellent
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