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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)

Copyright © | Year Posted 2025




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