Whatever was on the lake,
Will wash up on the shore.
Too many people will have too much to say today. I was pretty sure I’d say nothing. What more is there to say, anyway? What more can be said that hasn’t already been said?
The horse is dead. The horse stinks to high heaven. No one is changing their mind today. I doubt anyone’s changing their mind again.
But I had to go out for a walk to keep from doom scrolling. I brought my camera with me and took these photos. I had my headphones on too; this song came on.
Maybe they’re my pointless words for today:
At long last, the content has changed
At long last, there’s form to function
At long last, I know what to do
At long last, I dream of peace
Free Palestine.
Today and forever.