Listless And Mundane Poem by shimon weinroth
Listless And Mundane
Waves of heat flow horizontally
Across the screened kitchen door
The twirling fan moves a plastc breeze
Of odors diluted and un fresh
Little comfort in this
The ceiling propeller makes noise
Planning to take off
Days pass slowly
In retirement
Having little control
As time ticks away
We worry
Suffer the banal
And wonder
Why we hurried
For pensions and social security
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