lying fallow – December 18

12.18.2016

a lying fallow afternoon,

nothing of import

to do but breathe

which should be

enough.

 

for dog whose

nose lies on the

floor

it is a full day’s

work

 

and cat seems

to have perfected

the art

at great ease.

 

I’m having

trouble

with it.

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