we all have
our little thing.
some small crazy habit
that goes
normally unseen.
the touch, the count.
it's control we want
on a world
gone wild.
make the bed, fold
the sheet just so.
turn the plant
towards the sun.
left shoe, then right.
one last
look with a brush
in the mirror,
all systems go.
Tuesday, April 7, 2020
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