breezing
through all
the mondays, and
saturdays too.
a human slinky
walking life’s
cogs and gears.
cushiony hands
perfumed and preened
the good earth left
barren and
alone.
a time
for an
exodus,
to
genesis.
a time
lost
to dreams
and words.
a time
claimed
by the brave
and the strong.
our time.
our time right now.
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