It won't matter.
Silence I mean.
Four syllables, twenty sentences . . .
I asked the wrong questions.
I questioned the wrong authority.
Up one hill, down another.
Don Quixote is a good example.
Ravens in the snowed-over hay field.
State officials declined to be interviewed.
Silence and darkness are not equivalents.
Silence equals clarity, sometimes.
Up down - it doesn't matter.
Question reference points.
Juncos picking through the wood pile.
A little scattered corn.
Some happinesses go unnoticed.