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Counting Days

(days that count in pandemic time)

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You know, folks

Have a good weekend

I know there are fires

I know that in my land

The President is sick

So somewhere there are those

Discussing the Twenty-Fifth

While I imagine

He will act as if he’s tougher than disease,

Though he is not

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But we need to live

And it’s Friday afternoon

I will stop counting days

When I no longer lose

My way

            If you told me it were

            Tuesday,

            I’d be inclined

            To believe it

This should be,

As I say,

The year of doing nothing

What we need for life

Yes, fighting the fires

And retraining other violence

From nature, then,

And tragically

Of our design

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Otherwise, it should be

Science and care

Support the end of the disease

And watch out for each other

In the mean time,

Such watching out meaning

We’re busy

Feeding, sheltering,

And yes occupying

Each other

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It’s Friday afternoon

(I’m pretty sure)

Have a good weekend

Pray for the President

Pray harder

For citizens who

Did not ask for this

Pray for you

Pray for me

Praying for our aching world

Pray for peace in nature

And our designs

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C L Couch

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