While learning the full Windsor
and solitude, I wondered why
life couldn’t simply arrive
pre-lived—so that I could skip
straight to the end,
circumventing the daily exercise
in genre attribution, like me—
fastidious, yet incomplete.
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I have a plan
with unlimited calls and texts
(which is the standard nowadays),
and yet, faced with a profusion of means,
everyone’s will seems to lag behind,
as the only call I answered
over the last few months was a reminder
about my dentist appointment.
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My little shabby B-and-B
only ever had one guest: me,
and despite the everlasting muss,
it wasn’t all that inconvenient—
at least I got used to the ins
and outs of its constitution.
Now imagine having a lodger
for a full nine months—
is that what they call
shared management?
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