the math.
adding up
all of our bills,
subtracting the out going
from the incoming
and savings,
401 k's etc.
if we live to a hundred
we'll still
have enough
money
to live comfortably
with a little left over for
the funeral, she tells me
while
tapping the pencil
against
my head, telling me to
wake up,
it's almost noon.
we can even take that round
the world trip
you promised me
when we first met.
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