Thursday, September 12, 2019
091219b
Blurry on one side
Doubled on the other
By the grace of random chance
I can still read
And the books are calling
Full-throated
Whispering
Oxidized and fresh
At every stage of life
Anderson's Shield
Each page letting go as I turn it
Heading for that big blue recycling bin
In the hall
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