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 May 23 Bijan Rabiee
rick
party
 May 23 Bijan Rabiee
rick
the
smell
of the
barbecue grill
taunts
my hunger pains
I walk on by
uninvited
with no place
to
go.
Truth can't be split
or diced
even by
the sharpest knife
I'm fading with the light.
My shadow takes flight
naked unseen from sight
'til full moon midnight.
Where were these feelings of peace when
I was younger. Back when I overthought
everything and strove too hard for more
than merely enough.
Old man at 80, reflective thoughts,
that Peace even tranquilly resides
within us all, we must endeavor
to find it within us. Shiny objects
can be distractions to the things
that truly matter.
But try not to wait until you are
80 to find this out.
Is that thin gravy
Or black coffee
That half empties my cup?
It's been there awhile
It's looking a bit rough
Don't give it a sniff
Grasp the handle
Take it up
Drain it down
I'll know soon enough.
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