I was thinking about taking up
golf
the other day.
it crossed my mind for about
three seconds.
walking the links with my clubs
and friends.
shanking balls into the woods,
strolling the cemetery
grounds,
manicured and green. going
from hole to hole,
checking the lines, the flag
in the wind.
but then I come to my senses
and put that thought to bed.
the sports car thought, the boat,
the beach house, no thanks to
all of them.
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