eating prunes with Camus

Ones mood is begun by the breakfast

they’ve just had

in my case one too many prunes

on my vita-brits

i was feeling sort of heavy

as i rolled down the hill to my

tram-stop

i was off to get my evaluation

from my doctor

i had my ‘ sacred path of the warrior’

but i was feeling heavy like i said

and the words i looked at reminded me

of fog i spent in Cornwall many years ago

something seemed not quite right

the world had taken on a sort of

Camus day because there was no reason

to these moments everything had died

inside of me, joy, hope, love, it

had all disappeared and even though the sun

shined everything felt flat and grey and  i think

it started with the prunes…..

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