my window

a magnet falls from the fridge
muted chirps from birds outside my window
it seems we tire easily
and i don’t want to adapt to the changes of the world

the vinyl crackles as the album ends
cars without mufflers speed past my window
there’s a lot of individual conversations happening at once
out there

dishes pile in the sink
detox from my phone and stare blankly through my window
to embrace boredom and let my thoughts surface
oh joy

a laughing child claps their mittens
at a passing plow and blowing leaves below my window
it can be easy to love the world
when your mind and mood are good

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