Those you see are in the daylight; those in darkness don’t get seen…


Sweaty and quiet.
Thinking of what I didn’t do.
There are tulips in the kitchen.
Small heaps of things surround the home keyboard.
Some movement was made on parallel situation in the office.
Abundance is servitude.
My technology is cranky.
A letter has gone awry; one with a check in it.
And clothes. and clothes.
In the dream the sheet was a keyboard somehow.

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