The sill of the afternoon floats on

Under the still, azure sky

Gentle breath keep tempo

Of stretch commenced naps

The tentative leaves sway

The breeze gentle

The last exhale

Of winter’s chill

A light wisp of cloud

Passes over the mellow metropolis

A tuesday we all decided

Was just not worth the effort

The Austral Spring sprung

And no one seems to care

Apathy gallops around

Bikers weaving on the roads

Just to sit outside

In the shortening rays

Coffee steam rising

Warming all around

I sit watching the sun

Trace patterns on neighboring buildings

The refrigerator hums

Both absentmindedly  

The equinox is upon us

Sighed out with indifference

A winter of solitude past

A spring of uncertainty commenced 

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