Re Tempus Fu(Mr.G)it- (It’s Latin, so it’s okay!)
Why does time have to march
even in March?
Why can’t we keep the spring
Springs?
Our hips stay
hip? Our black clothing only
mean coolness?
Our wrinkles lipsynch
how oooh we are laid-back,
our lovehandles
that we
are love-
handled?
And why, oh why,
are our poems not everlastingly
kick-ass?
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55 for the G-Man! This is his second-to-last week of hosting Friday Flash 55. He’s had a long and honorable run and needs to concentrate on his Harley–best to him always.
PS – the photo is outside a plane window. Yes, I know planes don’t march! But they do something else that time does — fly!
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