the new chair sits in the living room
wondering about the other furniture
and how it will ever be able to fit in
I like the new chair better it is not so
puffy I don't sink in so deep the arms
don't push my shoulders up as much
the new chair a tasteful bluish tweed
is not offended by the old upholstery
which is something of a hodgepodge
I sit in the new chair wondering if I
even need a footstool new ones are
too spendy the old one has ugly legs
the new chair feels firmer more erect
I am more relaxed less compromised
by the old one's frumpy implications
time to move on even if we thought it
adequate I sat here morning and night
years passed my habits might change
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