Everyone wonders aloud when alone

what flavor of fear will it be today?

How soon will the silent shadow I’ve known

come knocking, suggesting, try it my way.

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How does your own street look this evening

a stroll of coifed gardens so delightful,

pleasing to the eye, soft, alive, soothing

while outside our neighbor screams a handful.

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Rest your cold life over coffee and ice

Know well our time of reckoning random.

Laughter creating a wave might entice

sweet solace sewn in my marble kingdom

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Yet, down the way, across the well paved street

A mighty storm builds, smile so sadly; greet.