Sometimes the simple things
that get you through
when all else fails:
a cat to feed,
a gift to send,
a book to read,
gaunt trees in rain...
Loosed by squalls,
gulls eddy in air currents
like pristine debris,
Escher's precise trompe d'oeil birds
in flight from flat geometry.
On end in wind,
hair streams away,
a nomad horse's russet mane...
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