SCARS AND SOUVENIRS
Max Stalling

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IT’S BEEN FIFTEEN SOME–ODD YEARS SINCE HE LOST AUNT LIL
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HE PLAYS RUSSIAN ROULETTE WITH MEMORIES, NOTHING BUT TIME TO KILL
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HE’S TOO OLD TO WORK HIS CATTLE, TOO STUBBORN TO STAY IN BED
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EACH MORNING OVER COFFEE HE TURNS TO HER PICTURE AND SAYS,

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OH I’VE BEEN BETTER, I’VE BEEN WORSE A TIME OR TWO
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I GOT…..TWO BLOODSHOT EYES AND THAT’S ENOUGH TO SEE ME THROUGH
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FAIR TO MIDDLIN’….. CONSIDERING,
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LIFE’S MOSTLY SCARS AND SOUVENIRS


THERE’S WRINKLES ON HIS FACE AND WRINKLES ON HIS CLOTHES

HE WEARS A LITTLE THINNER AS EACH DAY UNFOLDS

HE SWEARS HE’LL LIVE FOREVER JUST TO SPITE HIS HEALTH

BUT IT TAKES CHRISTIAN BROTHERS BRANDY TO REASSURE HIMSELF


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A PICTURES WORTH A THOUSAND WORDS AND MONEY EARNED IS MONEY SPENT

BLESS US OH LORD FOR THESE THY GIFTS, I KNOW NOT WHERE THEY WENT

NOW THE POSTMAN BRINGS HIS PENSION AND THE COUNTY BRINGS HIS MEALS

AND I DROP BY FROM TIME TO TIME JUST TO ASK HIM HOW HE FEELS


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