irony

What a day!

with nothing in it

so it can become anything

anything at all!

plans retreated from like

a snail in its shell

no people today

no oceanic waste

I could have been there now

instead- I chose this place

an empty room a bright

light from the sky

library of books and

Bradbury’s contagious high

for life and all its wonders

irony is a blues jazz song

with all the wrong notes

at the right time.

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