the ones we grew up with
have started to leave us both
suddenly and slowly so we adjust
our portfolio of friends and family
pulling from those pages the pictures
that haven’t already fallen off
exposing more and more of an
empty white background with yellowed
edges that’s loneliness that grows
with the memories as both
stare at the approach of the
black-holed mystery – death
I think it’s time
to exercise again
I’d like to add some muscle
to bravery
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