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(the end of life)
The Distant Future

at the end of my life there will be an open fridge door with no light inside and a half-emptied carton of soy milk and i'll smell the mushrooms
to see if they've gone bad because they've been in there for a while.
and at the end of my life, it will be just a little too warm, so that the contact of my skin against the surface of the couch is a little uncomfortable but I will be too lazy to get up and put a fan at the window.
and at the end of  my life i'll tell myself i need to vaccuum but maybe tomorrow.
and at the end of my life i'll pass out on the couch in the living room without brushing my teeth and with all the lights on and i'll wake up r at 3 am and tell myself i only meant to sleep a little while
i'll go for a run and i'll make a packet of oatmeal in the microwave and i'll wash half of the dishes because i'll run out of hot water before i finish
and i'll look out the window onto the slate grey rooftops that sag like swayback horses
the weeds growing in the sidewalk cracks
the cars with rusted out fenders coughing up white exhaust into the stale air of this depressed american town
and i'll say not here
not like this


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