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Senior Corner

SENIOR CORNER In his long-life room, This gray thread-bare lazy boy, Cluttered bed beside – This little-active corner Frequented between naps. Liquid eyes far off, Mind-feet shuffling a slow waltz In no-rhythm time, Slow reach for bony-ass hurts - An old sepia-tone print. Becoming aware – A cat nestled under arm, The television, Basketball from right to left. The speed, the youth, the LIFE! Reluctant to rise, (A thought completely outside, Bursting corner bounds) Then settling back and sighing – Chores? Guilt. PAIN! – procrastinate.

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Date: 3/17/2013 6:52:00 PM
The pitfalls of procrastination. The chores will still be there when you feel inclined to do them, Daver. A quiet and sleepy corner, until the basketball game "bursts the corner bounds". Still this feels like a quiet and sober write. Oh, we've more snow in forecast...pride and joy of the winter months? Like it to gather itself into a snow ball and roll away. Keep well, Love, Mikki
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Date: 3/11/2013 6:52:00 AM
Turning the corner ...thank you ...a lot of it hit home..., the cat...feet shuffling...and the no name brand lazy boy
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