and of course, the sun rose
the next morning, melted
the chocolate in my dashboard. Of course,

the hours relented. I answered
phone calls and completed
my tasks, like everything
wasn’t changing.

Of course, on my commute,
the little brown dog
still barked in his cage,

and I bought arms 
of groceries, made dinner.
The sun’s crescendo
still smudged the sky pink 

and purple. Of course, the lightning bugs
flickered on like lanterns in the night.