Cordial Overture
How do you feel about the autumn wind, sealing the residual yogurt to the ceramic plate? Are you disdainful? Are you indifferent? Or are you too distracted by the refracted shadows, buoying and merging as the blinds shift in the minimal breeze? Do you taste the moldering foliage, yards below your screened window? Do your eyes sore at the light bouncing off of the van that grinds over gravel on a speed bump? How do you react to the bouquet of stiff maple leaves haphazardly thrust into the neck of an empty Sprite can? What do you say about the rubber snake with a compact disc covering its face?
How can someone possibly feel alone with so much love surrounding them?
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