I AM,
satisfied.
rain falls
on roofs
somewhere
I am sure,
traffic moves
and purrs
down the
nearby street.
war rages
in too many
places now,
burns children
and old men,
even crashes
into hospitals,
seems never-ending.
Still, sitting
here alone
on a brown sofa
in morning light--
I AM,
satisfied.
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