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Something Else

Something Else

a month

has gone

by

and I guess

I’m still

adjusting

to the 13th year

a year of change

… you get up

on a school morning

on a September day

and make coffee

like you always have

and go about your daily routine

but this time’s different

this time

you don’t get in the car

and drive to school

and watch her get out of the car

or watch her get back in the car

after 13 years of doing that

suddenly

you’re left standing there

in the driveway

waving

and even though

you knew this day would come

it’s something else

something new

something blue

I suppose I’ve taken it

in stride

but I realize I haven’t really

left the house

on my own

in a month

Chapter 50 … is hard … it’s jest …

so ‘ya make yourself

a big bowl of pasta

and wonder where time goes

I’ve really gotta get out of the house

maybe tomorrow

I will

today I’m with Otis

“Sittin’ by the Dock of the Bay …

Wastin’ Time”

TL

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