The Day

I think I’m going to

impeach the 24 hr. day

and export myself to


planet with way longer

days so I can get all my

“stuff” done.

It’s not the earth itself,

except we are becoming quite

a garbage dump in the


It’s just when I carve out a

clear corner for myself,

the next day comes before

I’m finished with the

previous one.

A move is in the making

either way–we’re all

moving–forward, there’s

really no going back–

the wishful thinking

that never gets

you anywhere


Lupines. Schreiner's Iris Gardens. Oregon

Photography © Dennis Frates Photography

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