Impromptu

it's crunch time
bottom of the line
but i think that's
more meant to be

like i'm dying but
never give to that
which will make
you stronger

so i thought about
maybe bagging
groceries and
go figure i can

see myself
bagging an old
woman's
groceries

thinking
wow she has
all her faculties
but suddenly snap

back to reality
i'm bagging
groceries
for an

old
man
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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