tic toc
my feet walk
heartbeat
i cross the street
wander left
wanderless
wanderful
I tripped
didn’t fall
last week
is a new day
a new perspective
a new way
peace I fought
anger I thought
But it is clear
newer is nearer
to us all so dearer
new is unbroken
giving to the hollow in the sky.
Well, I didn’t escape writing some poetry after all this morning!