What seems to be is not always --
Light years, the distance
Between ‘is’ and ‘seem,’
It seems.
To sleep, to dream
Is my reward
For days
Spent in work and sun.
With you, then, ‘is’
Was everything.
Now you are gone.
But to friends
I seem okay.
P.J. Grath, 6/28/2023
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