the other morning didn’t buzz
and the stagnant
censorious light
left nothing to learn

also
it was excruciatingly dull
and thus plodded only forward
into a thing that might otherwise be seen as
existence

it took its turn

for what was exhumed
then
became broken
beyond all recognition

and so with time
it was assumed
automatic
to disassociate
shut it down

and survive

Peace

m(<>)m