that the old car might not
start
this morning,
and if it does, it will chug
along
at a slow pace.
coughing blue.
there'll be
more rust on the body,
more fumes
coming
into the cabin,
one headlight will be out,
and the radio
will only pick up a station
in Canada,
yesterdays news,
but we're married
to each other,
till death do us part,
so here we go again
into another day.
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