spinach
is last on
my list -
a whole morning
taken to come to this
life is not
grandeur and vision
there's all the time spent
biting and grinding
ingesting and digesting
and, inevitably, excreting
Old Age is next
on Time's list
and all I have left
of my lifetime
is a dime
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