The calendar
shedding days like leaves
trips you up.
You wish to save some
ironed between wax paper
thumb-tacked near the phone
to recall.
But nights rake them away
too quickly.
You realize
you’re falling through years.
shedding days like leaves
trips you up.
You wish to save some
ironed between wax paper
thumb-tacked near the phone
to recall.
But nights rake them away
too quickly.
You realize
you’re falling through years.
( Tom Harmon )
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