(I lay on the deck tonight,
perfect July temperatured
summer night in the American West,
listening to the steady chirp of the crickets,
the relentless silence of the Great Land,
watching stars shoot across the sky
(not really stars, we know, but we do not
question)
and thought,
I have no wishes to make,
I have nothing to ask for,
I am happy.
and I have not felt so at peace
so Whole,
in many years.
Not like I was making it through.
Like I had not been broken to begin with.)
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