Wednesday, August 21, 2019

12,023. WHY ARE YOU RUNNING?

WHY ARE YOU RUNNING?
Inveterate monsters they; they,
run in the floorboards now  -  
all the rats who've forsaken 
the rafters. Three generations 
of us Landers built this barn,
first begun in 1783, then
burned; then this replacement.
The fields are thinner now,
more modern; we do in two 
days what used to take them
three weeks. The graveyard 
there, all Landers. You can
speed things up, I guess, but
certain things, too, you just
can't slow down. They say
death, and taxes. I go
with death.

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