Hitachi Snow


As we settle in to our evening protocol
As we have settled
For the best we can be
Our husband in the kitchen showering the dishes
settling in to our second favorite thing
Our couch
My couch
And 450 channels in our white mansion's picture window
28 of which actually speak to my lifetime
5 of which journal our red shoes
With our Hitachi Zen
We reach our rabbit-framed Zenith
And know the fruit of the vine
And we avert "the ring" for 55 seconds
If its the tree of life we avert too.

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