Never have been
Nor ever plan to be
Won’t waste words on time
Or anything gone by
The delicate sensibility
Feelings first and wistful
Nostalgia
A waste of energy
Squandered effort to recapture
Water run away
Under bridges gone to ocean
Clouds and rain down
Make a cup of coffee
Slow spoon stirring
Anticlockwise
This time
Aging fingers falter
Feeble against the cycle
That won’t be broken
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Note: This is my rough draft for Tuesday 01.6.24.
Lanning Lee 