Tuesday, July 18, 2017

his front lawn

we used to talk about
the girls
we were seeing, dating,
when we gathered
together
for sports, or a night
our,
that's ended.
we now
talk about what hurts.
how's your leg,
that sciatica still giving
you trouble.
when's your cataract
surgery?
I've had this rash for months.
we go to lunch,
if it's not raining, or
too hot, or too cold.
we get soup and a
grilled cheese sandwich.
we show each
other pictures on our
phones.
no longer bikini shots
of a flight attendant
someone met
from L.A.,
now it's a dog,
a cat,
a grand child.
a front lawn newly
cut and seeded
with
Bermuda grass,
a fire pit that keeps
the bugs away.

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