Who am I

After the football,
I wrote down some words.
My answer to many things.
A lone mosquitoe
buzzed by and
asked me the score.
But I wasn’t
really interested.
And outside,
the sky seem to hang
upright… and uptight.
It was starting to think
about reasons to be cheerful.
I did all I could to help.
In a temple of thought,
I told the sky just to stand.
That is enough.

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