To Be Is To Move

Vintage Words


Last night, too many of those

drinks with olives in them, the

courtship of the bar's clock

into the single digits had wisdom

at the time.


Sleeping in is out, breakfast is five

antiacid tablets, and it's winter,

so there is a sun somewhere behind

all that gray. Still, because the day

has arrived, ready or not you glide

out of the house, a bit miss-matched,

but no one will notice. If they do,

smile that dentist perfect smile

and they will chuckle with you

and hopefully go away.






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