age, we worry more about things
we rarely
worried about
before,
those carefree days
when we were young.
stray bones
in a fish, for instance,
tiny translucent
pieces
that might get stuck
in our throats,
we worry about
falling down a flight of stairs,
or when
stepping off a curb,
getting
laces caught
in the steps
of an escalator, we worry
about fiber
and
cotton clothing, is it a blend,
or one hundred per cent
combed cotton.
i don't want to itch.
will this noon cup of coffee
keep me
up all night,
are we too far
from an entrance with this
parking spot?
we ponder,
before going anywhere,
is there a bathroom
nearby?
how's my
blood pressure,
my blood
sugar,
should i get the shingles
shot too
when i go in
for the pneumonia shot
and flu?
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