Compartmentalize
Yesterday's poem was dark, so
today's, I've decided, will be light.
Something dressed in summer white
and bathed in early morning light
like air, cool air, unconcerned
and flowing gently through my hair.
Some light snack of something fresh,
something gathered from the garden-
light on calories, low in salt, but
nothing there to kill you, nothing
to run away from, no shadows, no
sweat, just the sun settling on the skin
and a still, deep and courteous river
drifting past and whispering, Sunshine,
Ignorance. Ignorance is bliss.
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