Awkward Silence

Age is a home observed from a fixed perspective;
               as distance grows,
                              the place gets smaller
               more difficult to live in –
                              alien.

I have no choice but to be where I am now,
               find a way to live in that diminishing space.
that sounds like enough.

“enough” – a limit defined.

When the time comes to pursue that definition
               If anything is wrong
                              I’ll remember (my family)

These strangers with years between
               fly by night fair weather friends,
receipts with formal education
               could tell me anything but,
life insurance pays out five times my salary

So, I’ll ask
                              “How much will my life cost me?”
and we’ll laugh and laugh.

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