I am not a hundred year old horse
wearing blinders to avoid seeing the traffic on either side.
But with calamity on one side
and oblivion on the other,
better to guard my gaze.
Better to watch the herons from the bridge.
Better to stop at Aimee’s for an egg crème.
Better to consider the peonies near my patio.
Better to open my eyes to what is in front of my next step.
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