Best Reclines Poems

An elderly man's wife dies.
You have seen it before,
you can tell what will happen next.
He will recline in the home
that she wove around him.

Some warmth remains
to pad carpet slippers and housecoats.
The cat will always be
the shadow of her hand.
He is a watcher
not at the funeral...

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His wife dies.
You have seen it all before,
you can tell what will happen next.

He will recline in the home
that she has woven around him.

He will let the ivy
of their long years together
coil around his somnambulant thoughts.
The house grows imperceptivity
into a mausoleum.

Some warmth remains,
within her carpet...

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