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January 9, 2012

I remember seeing briefly

in the mirror

someone younger

than I had remembered.

The last time I had seen someone

in the mirror

he had been older and he

had come to that point

where there is nothing left

for him to do but wait

quietly for his time to die.

There are some who have thoughts

of retiring to Florida, Spain,

or Northern France,

while their bodies decay

and their brains

slowly sublimate into the clear air.

But it doesn’t matter. 

The process is the same.

The only uniquity is what

comes out of you,

if anything at all.