Alyssum II

it was one
smoky morning,

after coffee
set the tone,

just across the river
the whole world
disappears,


becoming nothing,

farther than my
eyes can see

nothing.


outside, our fossil-
fuel devouring
chariot sits.

waiting.


we want to go
nowhere
very much.

on a day like this,
we want to 
sit and sulk.

in smoke we
helped create.


alyssum in their
garden helps,

cheer things up.

like butterflies
we can't see

in all the smoke.

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