March 2, 2021

52
What an odd number
to be even
in this body
for another day

52
What an odd number
to be even
in this body
for another day
by day full
of changes
from boyhood
to hip ache
for the still
running through life
on the edge
of a waterfall
stamped in time
keepers of good
will to live
as a human
failure at faults
breaking down
this way
again today
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