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Amanda Hawk Jun 2020
and routine changed,
frivolity found a way to play
time collapses as you set aside order
grabbing chaos and you find
fun takes over, and you slip into change
Mike Essig Apr 2015
My mother
slips to and fro,
mindless and mad
in a nursing home,
unaware
of the Kardashians,
impending financial collapse,
Say Yes To The Dress,
the corpse children
of Syria,
yoga pants
or the impending
asteroid.

Wherever she is,
she's not missing
much.

mce
What was left of my mother died last month.

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