Zena

Zena

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Anniversary
I still go to the phone
To call mom.
In my mind they're still there
At 1286 Scheffer,
Sitting in their recliners
Mom's legs tucked up
Under her
In her sweats
Dad with beer
On the table between them.
Clock over head
Chiming the time
And counting
The precious minutes.

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