A day

like any other

day

wondering

how it

began

and how

it will end.

This day of days

comes to fruition

despite my frustrations

in so many ways.

I begin

to fulfill

now

over again

as I quit

worrying

today.

I called my mother

just to speak of this day.

02/01/2009

Author's Note: ... another recent implosion poem.....

Posted on 02/02/2009
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