{The World Today}

The world is new today as I look,
instead of straight out, straight up through
my window on the bus.

Suddenly, the sky is rounded, spinning
around my head.
I look through the trees like a
blanket – and the birds
are my friends: we’ve shaken hands
a few times.

We, me and the cars and the road, are just
ants – our legs small and powerful,
our actions almost, almost nothing.

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