through the trees and its branches
through the bushes and it leaves
through the grasses and its weeds
as if marching to the gulf... we
sit inside our porches and our
sunrooms, protected from the
elements watching the changes
taking place every season and
all we can ponder is all the years
we have lost to foolishness...
the morning news reminds us of
the debt we owe each other as
parties struggle with each other's
consciousnesses as if they were
some kind of witch doctor casting
spells for the next four years...
The winds change every so often
blowing in opposite directions just
to see if we are going to notice.
October, 11, 2023
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