It didn’t really matter after
A few days had passed
He turned the corner and
All the leaves were upside down
One gust of wind was just enough
To perfectly land them this way
Belly up the rest of the night
Must have been quite a sight
But the remaining plants
Weren’t saying anything yet
And then he heard someone holler
beyond the property line,
“In order to survive, we steal and we thieve!”
The texture in the air brought back
Memories of forgetting how to
Wake up regularly as if the
New day was the only thing
That mattered and no one
Knew how to keep score
As before life became like a card game
And we were all tallying our wins
Attempting to excuse our losses
When the best part was just
Experiencing it all by calling
An old friend who understood
Him better than the rest of the world
But he hadn’t had his coffee yet
Because he no longer drank coffee
And thus this made it complicated
To have the first conversation
On any dog walk because momentary
Silence was required to be
His whole self again but this was also new
Like keeping score so the decision
Was necessary to be made
There would be no more adding
There would be no more subtractions
He would only be
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Poétique 