Time hurries on

Is that what they call it?

Recovery. It doesn't quite fit, but,

Yes, go away for awhile and

Re-upholster yourself

So that when you come back

We won't have to be reminded of you

Just by looking.

Those were the stains you couldn't clean, so

They must be removed

And, for a while, we'll keep your nakedness

In the basement, and our only reminder of you

Will be the depressions you left in the carpet

And the bill from the tailor for your new poplin.

Let's make it something fashionable and clean,

So that when we put you back in the front room

It will be on display,

And company will stop mid-sentence to say,

"Is that piece new?"

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Written July 11, 2007.

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