Guinea pig moment. Actually it turns out… Just a dog.
Comfort. In my bunk… Yet distant yell.
Sunday quiet. Instead I find… New York madness.
Grim day. In spite of it… New future.
Finding me. Yet again… Day of rain.
Silence. I find peace… In something new.
Lost. Another day… New nothingness.
Balance I get it… One deaf cat.
Morn light. My mind taken away… By something new.
Deaf cat in lap. My meditation… Now complete.
Loud. His calls… Who knew?
Madness. And much more… This day.
Shattered glass. Picking up the pieces… But not memories.
Letting go. Of known things… And then unknowns.
Limp. In spite of it… New joy.
Snow. Suddenly… More.
Starlit. The sky reveals… Something new.
New beauty. I find it in… Silence.
Renewed. Everything looks new… After the snow.
Sunshine. Across my face…. Renewed smiles.
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