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Zenith

I find my zenith this morning
in the drive thru lane
of the breakfast restaurant,
waiting for my order.
The sun glare seemingly from here to Shanghai
blinding me through and around the visor.
I'm still wearing slippers
having decided against the effort
of changing into lace-ups
in this god awful hungover mess

Everything is quiet this morning
and above the glare
through my tired squint
is blue. Clear blue
the very blue-est I've seen,
and it's bordered by crisp green verges; full of flora
swilling with the vitality of recent rain.
This is it, sat here now, in yesterday's clothes
gently smiling as I remember the conversation.
What else is there? This is happiness
Written by 123 (tejean)
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