the only today

the sound of a sunrise
smell of a star
taste of a song
linger in my mind
on the only October sixth two thousand seventeen of all time

the afternoon waxes and wanes like an indecisive moon

somewhere,
taco meat browns
somewhere,
rusted shovel hits rocky dirt
somewhere,
three cars collide

somehow,
dinner disappears
somehow,
seeds take root underground
somehow,
people survive

someone eats,
someone plants,
someone prays

the evening glides away like a boat untied

the sound of a sunset
smell of a star
taste of a song
linger in my mind
on this October sixth two thousand seventeen–the only one of its kind.

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