I Think, This Shabbat
Listening to services
on my computer
I remember by
wild youth
Now I sit perched
on
the
precipice of old age
and have only some poetry
to show
for it
Had poetry in the
NY Times
No relationship - except for some nice
platonic ones
I hear them singing
on the computer
so I will put down my pen
drift into Shabbat
for what its worth
Copyright © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2015
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