it’s still light out
early to bed
a headache all day
dull creeping thing–
absence too
spatial, temporal
the gingko trees
or the sky in between
I take it back though
there is no void
nothing is relentlessly
a thing
the streetlight comes on
a breeze stirs the leaves
thunderstorms tomorrow
no reprieve
OPTIONAL POETRY 
Lovely.
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Ah…
“nothing is relentlessly
a thing”
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