The green masses of conifer trees

Move and shake almost violently

Under the gasps of cold wind

And this all

Makes the static day more pliable

So I can think

That I am capable of changing something

My phone rings

I see your face on the LCD screen

Smiling

And your voice is smiling too

Am I happy?

I am

But I don't know that

A passing by car woofs and rattles

Its shiny spokes radiate energy of the unknown origin

But I don't want that

I want you

* * *

Gees

Wall

Tree

Another tree

Man on a bicycle

Grass

Lot's of it

You said it so well

I want to remember the phrase

No pen

Nothing to write on

Pickup truck loaded with old tires

I smell it

The old tire smell

You said something again

No, this time it's not so good

Worthless piece of conversation

Mono-logue

Mono-brow

Mono...

I prefer stereo

So I open my mouth

* * *

Wind becomes stronger

Afternoon is approaching

Slowly

Melting yellow markings on the street

That is no longer relevant

Chaos will take it over

Everything

Except …

No

Forget it

No exceptions

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