You walk by and ask,
"How's it going?"
I consider it a question rather than
a greeting, so I give it some thought.
By the time I answer,
"Okay, I guess, for today,"
you have already physically and mentally
moved on.
And another human interaction,
pregnant with possibility, is
stillborn,
strangled by the cord
of the urgent.
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mmmm, i like this. it reminds me to be purposeful in my conversations.
Did you write this?
Yep.
nice it humbles me and my own shallowness. btw it looks like a classic match up in the rose bowl.
Yes indeed, Brother Zeke. Joe Pa verses Uncle Pete should be entertaining.
I'm just as shallow, at times...part of why I wrote it.
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