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Insurance, Roll (2 poems, maybe a minute and a half, then thirty seconds)
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Insurance
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Someone’s game
Since what’s insured
What’s assured
The people
Whom I deal with
Are human
They are kind
As well as enthused
And
Yes
They’re selling something
We sell lots of things
Not always cordially
Especially when
Necessity’s involved
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These are
Community people
We live in the same town
We buy and sell
Sometimes
Maybe often
From each other
We live here
Don’t we live here
A modern age
That has split generations
Hasn’t split everything
Between us
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Not that a moral’s needed
Some would say
No doubt
Leave out
But
Maybe
There’s some insurance
In that human sameness
For our differences
Maybe
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(my car was totaled and I’m inheriting my brother’s car, dealing with all that)
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Roll
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I rock
Without a chair
Just rock back and forth
While seated
(wherever)
Works out my lower back
A little
Plus it encourages distraction
While sometimes
Reflection
I close my eyes while moving
Think of nothing
In particular
And listen
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C L Couch
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