London Poem: Day 362

14 August

Another day here in heaven,
Cataloging the bells,
As they toll, to usher in
The next.
What shape does tomorrow carry?
Does it look like a square, triangle?
We have the tools to build
What we want,
But even the best laid plans
Turn belly up.
And still, the church bells,
Continue with their clanging.

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