Poetry

Litanies Against Dying, 12 (194.)

Apartment smells funny
after a few hours away, and this
is always a surprise.
Chalk it up to quarantine,
blame it on inattention;
unfamiliarity is not an invention,
and it makes for interesting days.
Adventures, I like to call them.
When I can make
a short walk
into an adventure,
life is just more fun.
I may be a simple man,
but these easy pleasures
keep me smiling.
That’s the point, isn’t it?
To enjoy oneself on this journey?
Give me something to laugh about,
and I
will say my life is good.

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