The surrounding incoming
Continues, cold and detailed
As ever, the grey storm front
As insistent as anything
Healthy youth experienced,
Albeit more nebulous.
Roofers staple gun a roof,
A barky dog barks and barks.
Jets rumble and small birds chirp.
The stench of windblown brush fires
Stinks. It's delusion to think
Anything diminishes.
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