Among Other Things, Which Shall Be Nameless

Among other things, which
shall be nameless –
and as you arguably move
toward the margins of
your marketability, and learn

the power of enforced
reflection from the shower
of indignities proceeding
from the inescapable
condition of your growing

old, and older – booted
by this physical demise
into its quizzical surprises –
you get bolder, and devise
ingenious ways to smolder.

You cease to curse the boot:
instead you nurse the root
with such finesse that –
even as you near the door –
it cries to you for more.


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