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Every Morning To Forget

Every morning,

Every morning,
/ when I hold my phone,
I forget,
> that my favourite time of day
> is when I walk my dog
+ and leave my phone at home.

To gaze at:
flowers,
towers,
garbage,
sky,
feet,
dirt,
water,
lights,
bugs,
mushrooms,
all [delights].

∆ Later,
My phone complains:
You did not walk enough today.
The more I walk
/ without it /
The more complaint.

All the time,

I forget,
/ how I love /
to be un-nagged.

Lovely weekend all, beyond this electric veil. I will no’ hear your answer, no’ today.

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