lucky to be alive
eyes open
unsure what day it is
shouldn’t take long to solve
what with living in the digital age
late January
sun unseen for days
hijacked by rising temperatures
having chased away the polar vortex
a mad dash
or maybe a marathon
depends who survived the night
counting heads at the breakfast table
early March
the world still at war
looking out the kitchen window
kids play dodgeball in an old minefield
january two thousand twenty-four
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