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My tendency to frame experience with a negative
Persists to a degree that astonishes me.
Need to pick up stewing vegetables. Music
And fresh cut flowers also help to liven me up.

Music is looking for a quilt of the first notes
Of a thousand melodies to give me for Purim.
The flowers, they never think about
Anyone beside themselves, but we forgive them.

All those named and shamed possibilities are me,
Swarthy periodicals of the nighttime's
Loveable sidekick. And what of the wolves,
The ones who travel in the singular.

They too are thinking about dinner,
And taking pleasure in their teeth.