the floor creaks – July 16

7.16.2018

the floor creaks when he moves on it,

yoga windshield-wipers turning

knees to right, arms to left.

 

houses, bodies, all reveal

the stressed turnings

that time steals.

 

he should notice, his friends say,

the tread that is passing.

but if that’s the price,

 

he replies, it’s well paid on,

for moving, easing,

day on day.

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