It was a day without rain.

But the clouds?

Well, they will always be
be there,
reminding us not to look
up, I suppose.

It was a day without wind.

Flags redundant posturing
whispered final obscenities
prior to a sentence of
superfluousness.

It was a day without fear.

Dins of the past echoed,
what was, a forgotten silence.

Only, a day after yesterday.

Yet, it arrived with all the
amnesia, of the one, before!