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About This Poem
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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