Thunderously Nothing 09/10/25

Oct 9, 2025
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Morning

Some people rise against the moon,

some jerk awake in alarmlight,

some sleep in and suddenly scream.

Not me.

I am greeted by giraffes.

Each morning,

like chaotic clockwork they hail me.

I cycle as they wave

nodding as I nod,

neighbours for now.

They spot me,

and I them,

and another commute goes on.

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