rising toward dawn,
mountain peak stretching skyward,
a captive dancer

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business: clashing thrones,
emails and calls, all to make
others do your job  

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a space-faring koi
swims in a helmet of glass,
struggling to stretch

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I’ve not “quiet quit.”
I’m just not interested
in your opinion.

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Immortality?
Horse shit. Every beauty yields
to its manure.

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beneath cherry trees,
petals gracing soft, wet earth: 
the journey ends here