7:17 am
The other Instagram photo from yesterday
heads up today
as I wait
My sweetheart will call soon

Thinking about the painting
and the artist
from more than a month ago

I’m still not curious enough
to do more than look
for more to come

As I look now
I see movement
in a forward direction
(what an odd expression, aren’t all directions forward from someplace?)

I know this comes from
an entirely internal place
But this kind of projection
feels good
as it leaves me

My sweetheart will call soon
and after that
I will move into another full day





Oh here she is
Moving all good things forward