Barry Yeoman

Former Lives

I'm really not that clever.

I simply see things

that I feel compelled

 

to write about.

These words a simple window

to freshly fallen snow,

 

the changing of a stoplight,

the wait in line

at a thrift store

 

where racks and racks

of former lives

hang like animal skins

 

waiting to piggyback

into the wilderness

of humanity.

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