November Reverie

Later, in the sun,
I was munching on almonds
and wishing for a word
that might function
like a solar panel,
storing up the last of the light
for later use.

For example,
we could plug our Christmas tree
into that word
and let it shine.

No word came, though,
and I ate all the almonds
and I knew the sun would set soon —
but I paid it no mind.


  1. Jonathan Webb says

    We don’t know that language yet. If we did, we’d destroy ourselves with it.

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