Jan G. Otterstrom F.

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Why does death ignore me
as gravity of age bends
my shoulders, curves my spine
weighs upon my hips
holds my legs nearer to the earth
heavier load of cargo, tired
from the burden of years
packed in a hemp sack of hours
to lift or drag, attached to my back?

c) Jan G. Otterstrom F. December 7, 2013