flickering
like candles
in brown paper sacks
can that really be
re liable,
the same
when revisited...?
no,
the wave has rolled,
the surf receded,
the house burned
and new tenants
fighting in the kitchen,
the beautiful bathroom tile
doesn't exist
for anyone
the sun comes through the window
and everyone's out to lunch
the stock market
magnetizes thoughts,
can't budge right now
until
until
until...
beautiful balmy days
the tortoise basks,
lays her eggs
no one sees
the miracle
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