I will miss

looking out

on the gray dim

winter mornings


gray lit clouds

over gray apartment

houses flecked

with dim-lit windows


like the one

I peer out of


soft amber bulb

glowing over the stove

and the smell of coffee

brewing next to the frying eggs


and no other event but this one

and no thought at all


and no thought of anything in this instant...



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