I wait for days
Such as this.
The electrical currents in my brain
Flow
As they should.
Maybe even better.
I wait for days
Like this.
I see the ducks scrabble for corn
Across the way,
Keep my eyes peeled
For the hawk*s return,
Watch the light travel
Illuminate bird
After bird.
The cardinals
Gather in the back bushes,
Male and female cardinals.
I know they are singing
Even with all the doors
Shut against the cold.
I know they sing
Their unmistakable cardinal song.
I sing indoors
Harmonize with the cardinals,
The quack of the ducks.
I wait for clear-eyed days
Such as this.
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