23/03/2015

#poem #poetry #amwriting #counted

counted

it is consolation
                         as I step aside 
from the expanding universe

the lady jogger                             
                        of my era
pavement pistoned passes
      her heart
      recorded ergopedantially

that I can no longer touch my toes
       which is lucky
last week
              I kicked the bottom of a chair
the nail turned black
                                dropped off

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