for no reason
I flick the duster
as if I’m in some song-and-dance act;
for no reason
I stop; sit down; fall silent;
for no reason
get up again; do something else
with a light heart;
for what has reason
to do with all this?
it always arrives just a moment too late
to enjoy such events.
*
[leaning on Hafiz’ poem of this title]

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