maybe
a fresh start will
sweep the world clean
like a vacuum cleaner
or a dust pan, or
maybe
a mushroom cloud
Yes, I'm fully aware this poem is for yesterday, which ended 23 hours ago.
I was gone in some far-middle-of-nowhere location in a cabin for a retreat.
Needless to say, there was no service.
This is a part of three series that will hopefully finish up buy 12:56 tomorrow morning, and will include yesterday's, today's and tomorrow's poem.
Let's see.
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