but who is it, really, that you know?
Is it the twenty-year-old,
still single and full of fire,
or is it the seventy-something,
on the cusp of entropy,
or any of the fugitive states of matter
in between?
No matter--
we are all here,
still struggling
to coexist.
Text and image © 2019 by Donald C. Traxler.
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