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When was the Last Time - April 23, 2022

  • Gary Hunter
  • Apr 23, 2022
  • 1 min read

you sat on a bench

with nothing to do

under a sun

that gave you

no excuse to move?


at last able

to scan this painting

you barely live in

always rushing threw it

so quickly the colors blur

and details bend

as it shrinks in your

rear-view mirror


now at rest

it’s the world’s turn

to notice you

perhaps move in closer

to see if something

might be wrong


because of that

serene look

on your face

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