everything that’s broken

cynthia commenting (appreciatively) and laughing (appreciatively)
at my outfit
(cat and doughnut/ice cream/cookie/candy leggings
plus the pancho she gifted me
which features bright and big
pink/green/black flower designs)
as she approaches from across the way
towards where i am sweeping off the cistern
so i can lay down my mat and take off my shoes/socks
and start stretching
_______

stab of bright red
against light blue/sometimes gray sky
as seen while i triangle and warrior and tree
on the teal mat rolled out
on just swpt cistern surface
_______
cynthia announces the crocuses
and how their blooms have burst open
intto a rich and almost glowing purple
with the yellow pollen-coated staemens 
poking out
_______
the rapid patches of sun
masked and unmasked
by clouds passing fast in the wind
and the light shadow light
warm cool warm
effect that it has
_______

almost everywhere is sore i say
(naming specifically how i feel it in my ribs
when i laugh)
about ysterday’s escapades of putting out feral fires and chasing frisbees
_______

i think i’ll write a list i say
(over carrot/beet salad on quinoa with toasted seeds plus a side of edamame)
about everything that’s broken

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