Resuscitation

I’m awake at half-past four,
listening to Jupiter’s swan song
resonate across the universe,
watching the lost and vagrant summer
creep along toward autumn.
Eager for air, I open a window;
breathe some fresh inevitable.

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RDP Wednesday ~ BREATH
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