the rain the coffee the dentist the driving the traffic the roads the trees the leaves the visibility the endless motion of doing chores.
weep for me
the phone has stopped ringing
work has ceased
children are at school with their restricted lunches
the shoes the sidewalks the pounding on doors the resumes the welfare the city the gold sun the silver stars the family the support groups the friends the quiet evenings the body warmth of your body next to mine.
i have never felt so poor
or so rich
the same time