339/365: Inspiral

This has all been here before.
I've walked this way before,
and before that,
and here I am again
on this sidewalk,
turning down this street,
and there's that man who sits in his walk
and the cat on that step
and those leaves in that tree
saying shoosh shoosh shoosh.
This might be where the inspiral happens,
the turning back in
where nostalgia's the future
and I'm a little girl old woman dog on a walk
leaf skittering across the pavement
whirligig samara helicoptering from that tree.

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