Mythos & Marginalia

life notes between the lines and along the edges


Sunday 6:32 a.m.

The streetcar does not come
soon enough. A stellar silence
marks a morning where
nothing happens soon enough.
Sunday 6:32 a.m., neither
a day of rest or recompense,
an unremarkable familiarity
blesses these dirty city streets.
Mornings seem gentle when
so few are around to take in
the unlimited inactivity.

01/10/2023                                                                           j.g.l.


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