(x = space)

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Youse

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I should go to sleep

Again

I haven’t tried all night

Enjoying peace, I think

The chance to think my thoughts

Without

Explosions

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I have my coffee

And a couple of French rolls

Outside the window,

The view

Is clear

Well-defined—early morning,

Lack of humidity,

I don’t know

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In this moment

And maybe only this one,

It is a gift

I have been given

The start of day

And brief clarity

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A bite, it’s good

A sip

A thought

Trying to enjoy an easy feeling

Like slow jazz

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I hope you have a good day

I haven’t

Said that for a while

Not that

I don’t think it

Every time I do this

You deserve it

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I don’t know what

Adventures might

Be launched

Or the first steps taken

Unbeknown

Unaware

Not that it’s all romance

It’s not much romance

Really

But I think to throw a coin,

Not knowing where

The nearest designated

Well might be

Inviting you to wish

In the fine day

I hope you have

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Yes, it takes the start of day

Whenever that

Might happen, since it’s

Changeable

Some clarity in

At least two kinds

Of sky

Brief lack of worry over

Food and drink

Now something good

Can begin

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C L Couch

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note

Youse is probably distinctive of my country.  It’s common in the Northeast.  If I were in Pittsburgh and the region there, I might say y’ins.  Apologies.

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youngsters huddling together

Photo by S. H. Gue on Unsplash x