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mundane

rare

is the moment 

sit

and stare


white crescent moon 

smiles

sunny blue sky

the whole world melts away 

it’s just 

moon and me 


sitting

in front of a closed window

sweating

the heat of summer 

Detroit

I see 

backyard

cracked concrete

dead grass 

green trees 

peeling paint 

old house

rotting wood 

time stands still 


when was the last time 

you stared 

at something 

mundane 


not beautiful 

not spectacular 

not complex 

new or old 


mundane 


the stuff of daily life 


you don’t see 

on phone screens or Netflix 

billboards or ads 


no glossy filters 

no exoticism 

no morbid fascination 

no pity 


just there 


bliss of

quiet mind 


you’re alive 


© 2023 Marieke de Koker

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