Friday, July 21, 2017

Life Is One Poem

My life is one poem, why?
Because I noticed most of it
going by.
It changed from chapter to
verse, got better and worse, 
but it's logic never escaped me.
One poem, one love, gain and
loss, up and down, always back
to square one. 
Square one, in the middle 
of things, where we always begin
anew for this tranche of time 
between beginning less 
and endless, even as
my ass itches.


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