An Un-Optimised Morning Poem by Fred Rik Kesner

An Un-Optimised Morning

Un-Optimized Morning


Today, the sun came up
without a marketing strategy.

The sparrow on the power line
did not track its daily metrics.

The tea cooled.
The room stayed still. And.

For seven minutes,
I belonged to no market at all.





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Saturday, September 19, 2026
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