Wednesday, September 14, 2011

30 Poems in 30 Days
doing something for the last time

That Dark Street, My Mind

Some things I anticipate
doing for the last time

like seeing the surgeon
hearing him say, "Good!"

with that lovely smile
as if I've done well

done him proud - let him know
some work is worthwhile

or driving my Echo-nomical
car before selling it, relishing

saying goodbye to memorable trips
the cost of registration, insurance

and the possibility of speeding fines
but others I dread in advance:

saying goodnight, see you in the morning
to Mum, waking up to the lie

hurtling down the highway
flying interstate, walking down
a dark street

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