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Hiccup of the Heart - March 27, 2023

after the rain

pure golden light

I plop into a sunny chair

who’s damp cushion

eventually soaks my bottom


at this moment i care more

for warmth than hate wet

and watch those leftover clouds

crawl white and harmless

across the cobalt sky


you can’t tell me

it’s not a happy sun

and that I don’t need

cheering up


when I finally rise

I pick at my moist behind

and walk inside to change


have a hiccup of the heart

turn right flop on the sofa

and fire up the computer


I can’t lose a poem

for a change of trousers

can’t let it dry up evaporate


and return me to that drought

waiting again for the rain

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