550.
July downpour, and
My neighbours are jet washing
The empty bins.
551.
Inexplicable
Feelings towards these people.
I am a stranger.
552.
I saved a spider
Today; may it be enough
To karmically
553.
Repair me, before
It’s too late, if I spared a
Thousand dark spiders;
554.
Because I worry
These days that I am beyond
Saving, regardless.