If ever I grow
Tired of softness
Dress my corpse in
Calico cloth, and
Plant me, deep 'neath the
Cottonwood tree.
Thursday, October 02, 2025
02.10.2025: Yom Kippur, Haifa. (a Dodoitsu)
Bright, open kitchen window
Pigeons squabble in a tree;
Grey feathers fall. No sounds of
Traffic anywhere.
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