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My son and I may
Be moving to a big house
In a very small
Town somewhere near the northern
Border of Colorado
~Cie~
Notes:
This poem is 100% true.
Yes, I am stuck in Tanka mode.
No, I don't care what anyone thinks.
I have terrible brain fog and my faulty internal thermostat has been boiling me today. I guess it boiled my brain.
I hope your big house provides a home for you both.
ReplyDeleteHopefully we'll be going to see it next week and make a decision. It's too damn expensive to keep living in the city.
DeleteI've been sleeping on my son's couch since last August. I would be homeless if it wasn't for him. We are both disabled in our way and we try to help each other. It isn't as if those who are disabled get any help from society.