Sunday, January 01, 2012

Cleaning Up

precious friends play their parts
appear behave gladly we end it
starts again everything put away

Schubert agreed to be perfect in
character I look relaxed excited
playing try stay relatively calm

bring out the whisky let people
talk observing natural mutuality
constructed at small-town ease

at another time I might have a
project of my own be going to
Italy or India worried fraught

instead of placidly cleaning up
play solitaire let be what is go on
with what I was doing before

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