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Another Year

It’s another year And with spring The automatic sprinklers Once again run like clockwork Mesmerizing in the morning Making me feel like an inmate In an insane asylum Or old folks home Bound to view the world Through the screen Of a window or TV Bound within while Merging without a world Of vibrant greens The hypnotic pulse Of watered lawns A metronome To ground my mind Within the illusion Of time (4/30/25)

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