Away it goes

What are the agreements?
We all get up and exercise.
We have pets on leashes.
We marvel at nature miracles as if they’re rarely under our noses.

And I’m watching them.
I’m seeing what they do in agreement.
Their story is a similar one.
They go home to do important things.

I go home to dream of being awake.
To attempt something I already am.
There is no attempt, and there is no I.
The death of agreement.
Death of a character.
Away it goes.