Kind of. Sort of. Maybe.
I listen to a dead man sing about God.
I listen to a man branded a terrorist sing songs
that I grew up on.
I sip on coffee, and look forward to the day ahead.
The turtle tanks' filter throws water onto water
like Niagra Falls has entered our existence.
The dogs, and cats, are not awake yet.
The turtles meander about their environment
I often marvel how they can live in a 20 gallon tank.
When you think about it, don't most of us live
in a 20 gallon tank?
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