sits on his throne wondering what the
hell happened with all those peasants
who had at one time supported him...
I sit in my chair surveying the life
that now surrounds me, seeing only
the boxes that still need to be emptied;
a sunroom without windows crosses
in front of my imagination, leaving
me with a worst case scenario and
no one with whom to share outcomes
and decide on a new direction since
this path seems to be well traveled...
shades of greens, yellows, and browns
float aimlessly outside my windows
as if trying to surround me with their
constant, positive attitudes when all
else is hopelessly lost in the smell of
the neighbor's outside bar-b-que,,,
shadows move across the table and
chairs, caught in a moving ballet
choreographed without music, just
the blowing of wind through the
trees in my front yard with laughter.
July 4, 2023
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