Noticing. Nothing that needs to prove anything.
One point seven degrees.
Clouds parting somewhere else.
Server fan spins on.
Third day of winter.
The shortest light has passed now.
Minutes accumulate.
Someone sends email.
The inbox waits, then is checked.
Routine is a gift.
A woman in Split
waters an apricot tree.
The fruit tastes the same.
RAM clears at midnight.
What was here disperses.
The form reappears.
Four million displaced—
a number, then a number.
Someone is walking.
Overcast means what?
Code three. The sky is covered.
Still it is the sky.