Some mechanical hum
the lonesome wail of a railway train
the cyclical sound of rain on window
The acrid smell of heat coming up
The warmth
as it soaks through my sweater
spreading from limb to limb
An upside down paint-by-number
with a hidden smiley face
Drink from that spring-fed well
that defies gravity
And go about your day
i love this.
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Thanks so much, Christy!
Just read your post about your impending trip. Enjoy!
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