on Sunday
I fix the light out back
get some groceries

burn old branches
in the backyard
under the giant oaks

drink beer in the shifting sunshine

move inside
put a symphony on the record player
I don’t know who it is

the brown lamp
in the green room
is peaceful

an old dictionary
open on the desk
smells good

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