Day 7 of 30

RANDOM THOUGHT

today, i stared out the window
and watched the sidewalk dry after

a downpour. something refreshing,
reassuring even, about witnessing

a strip of rock i step on daily, this
runway for minor major moments, like coffee,

be discolored, like coffee, by rain, first in
spots then splotches then swaths then sheets,

then slowly return to itself in the searing sun,
and though this has nothing to do with sidewalks

and rain, all i could think about was how maybe
we, built of rock and wall, should learn to watch

paint dry. maybe it would benefit us to
bear witness to the tedium of transformation

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