Wednesday, September 05, 2007

Thoughts over a day

It was a quiet day
in the writing lab
not much going on
yet.
It was a quiet night
in the fire station
not much going on
yet.
It was a quiet day
in the wide desert
not much going on ...
war.
It was a quiet day
in the hospital
not much going on ...
death.

Continue ad nauseam
yet...
In the writing lab
words and thoughts
were created.
In the fire station
alarms responded to
and lives saved.
In the desert
the animals awaited
and procreated.
In the hospital
a Cesarean birth
was celebrated.

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