the fish
in the bowl
don't
know or
care
to know
what goes
on beyond
the glass
anymore.
this water
and greenery
below is
enough
it seems
for this simple
life,
a sprinkle
or two of
food each day
being welcome,
the sunlight
from the window.
your face leaning
in to say
hello, to tap
the glass
and smile
before you go.
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