NOW
My going is soft –
But it feels heavy in places –
A finch –
Perhaps a chaff –
Pops by to grace the day –
Separation is a way of life
For some people
I see a vessel approaching –
What is that flag it’s flying? –
Let me check my Everyman’s Book of Flags –
Oh, so that’s what it means –
I shall give this approaching vessel a wide berth –
Once things exceed a certain pressure
I have to conform to a formal code
This is such a time –
And so I behave myself –
I am needed to live quietly by myself –
There is a shelf I grace decoratively –
And there is sleep I need to do –
How did it fall apart so quickly?
A finch –
Perhaps a chaff –|
Pops by to grace the day –
I am locking the door: Watch me: