going to do nothing
that nothing I keep
promising myself
to just sit down
and shut up inside
myself for a whole
day or lifetime whichever
comes first the sparrows
are fighting their own war
in the orange tree
full of white flowers
falling on the ground
the rest of the world
is loud and busy all around
me for miles and miles
but strangely I continue
to do nothing as if all along
it was the true calling
I had been promised to
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