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Ann Beaver
Poems
May 2013
Mechanics of Age
Fingers reach and bend.
Please pass the paste,
because I'm on the mend.
"Make haste!"
You want to say.
Your cursive cure
on a rusty pole.
Summons full of allure
you dole
them out like pennies.
There was a structure
here at one time:
a mechanism, an aperture,
a gear, a chime.
Now, it all pounds to dust.
If you must,
push me fast over the cusp.
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Ann Beaver
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