SLOW LAP OF PLENTY

in the clock dust
of
dawns hinterland
the
hours hiccup 
and 
the 
minutes twerk

my recliner is a monks throne
and
i wonder about language
till 
the
words
they     d      s        e
            i       l  v   
               s   o 

i wonder about fashions autism
and vow to wear only ever black
( again )

such drama

lounging here
on pause
wrong inside

in the slow lap of plenty

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