January flatline.
Calendar pages as smooth and bleak
As the snow-covered horizon out the window.
Potential and possibility,
But loneliness, too.
A blank journal;
An empty calendar.
With no reflection of life lived.
Straight lines.
1-1
Absence of matter
01-01
Until the beginning is over.
Then, flatline feebly revived,
The middle begins:
February
2.
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