¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨§§                                          ¨§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨§¨¨¨¨¨§¨§                                          ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§¨¨¨¨§§¨§                                          ¨§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨§¨¨¨§¨§¨§                                          ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§¨¨§§¨§¨§                                          ¨§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§               #¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨#              ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§                                          ¨§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§               morning quiet              ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§                                          ¨§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§               #¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨#              ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§                                          ¨§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§ i  sit  in my cubicle  in  the work mill ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§ and  feel  somewhat  at  peace   -  i've ¨§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§    entered a bright anomaly. morning     ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§                liminality.               ¨§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§                                          ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§                   #¨#                    ¨§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§                                          ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§ no  one is  here.  there's  dust in  the ¨§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§ air. a  strong light  shines through the ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§ windows,   and  turns  the  office  into ¨§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§ something new.  i pretend it's the  sun. ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§                                          ¨§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§   i speak with the plants in my head.    ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§  they are getting too much water, or the ¨§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§   water they get is of dubious quality.  ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§                                          ¨§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§                                          ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§                                          ¨§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§                                          ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§                                          ¨§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§                                          ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§