Mikaela Castledine #167 Nothing To Write About

There is no weather today

it is temperate as anything

your hair remains unruffled

all the sweat is reabsorbed

with the pores now resting

there is nothing to breathe

then your lungs will relax

relinquish your protections

hats are not now required

do not look out for reports

or make plans upon them

or care much for shelters

umbrellas are so obsolete

do not waste drops in tears

do not rub fingers to warm

sing about something else

wake to nothing happening

and go dancing frictionless

there is no weather today

and none tomorrow neither

and nothing to write about