Cyberspaced Out

Oh, to do something, anything
But, sit here doing nothing, emptying hours.
Watching the lives of strangers and dogs
Yes, dogs.
The dogs of unknown people;
Who will
Forever remain the same?
Nothing changes neither work nor life nor the sky
Which is weary with the water it carries
Like me it cannot rain.

About Anna Pizzulo Moyer

Creative Writer-Property Manager-Lover of Animals, Plants and People.
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