stepping up the karma
I’ve got until ten is all she said
heading for the living room
where spiders levitate
and idle flies die young
there was always this waiting
spinning world placed on pause
rendering the moon stationary
all the while turning the living room
into the center of all things
I would have preferred to remain
in the warmth of the sunroom
but the karma just didn’t allow it
and it was only a matter of time
before I became someone
not quite myself
september two thousand seventeen
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