~senescent

 

 

 

three times this morning

I’ve stumbled

 

argued with the barometer

about the changing pressure of
memories

some dogs are chasing snowflakes
oblivious to a cold january

they don’t notice me
as another sunday slips away
and I watch this thinning
nest

its slow unraveling

 

 

©  lori hamilton

 

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