Somewhere outside Siberia

You know you’ve overstayedwhen your clothes are laid outon the bed,the dog is growling and you’rewondering if the thing’s been fed, she said to go,but you should always knowwhen you’ve outstayed your welcome…

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My selfie and me

I’d best be going, he said, knowing that nobody was listening,but he didn’t care either wayhe was going to go anywayand so he went. The ones who weren’t listeningnever missed himthe party went on long afterhe had gone. The night drew stars in the skyno one wondered whyno one seemed to care, but the next…

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Stunningly so-so

Day one wasn’t unduly difficult,day one hundred and one mightbe more tiresomebut perhaps I could retire then. Outside there are fireworksandit’s good that something works…

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Frost

Learning how to andwhen to let go, hard to know at timesand harder to let gobut to move onyou have to be throughwith some of those thingsyou hold onto. What do I know?about as much as the next manwho has‘I’m with stupid’written on his t-shirt…

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