individuals cloaked in fear
elongated with our silver thoughts
as if reindeer apprearing once a year;
we sit with discomfort in chairs
that were meant for another,
eating oatmeal with cinnamon as if
it had been cooked too long in the
chinese clay pots we borrowed
from a friend of a friend... who is
actually not our friend at all but
a neighbor we don't really like;
we wonder from one street to
another looking for our birth house
because we were told it was nearby,
knowing that the word has
different meanings and we did not ask
which one we were supposed to use.
27 January 2023
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