ennui

    '...I see that the same conditions prevail here ...'

    Yep. The reeds in the marsh bend under the rain.
    The small waves curl & die soundlessly on the sand.
    A gull picks for a moment at the weed then flies off.
    I slip in one bullet & spin the chamber.

    Scottie B.
    

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