we have no plans
to go anywhere.
we are here to stay.
to live
out
these days
in sublime quiet.
the memories are thin
frayed sheets upon us.
we have books.
we have
the television.
food and drink.
we are here, but
we are nowhere.
we are growing older
and older.
we have the past to keep
us warm
on our cold
winter days, approaching.
Wednesday, December 5, 2018
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