A Solitary Poem

You need to get another hobby,

I keep hearing

One that’s more physically demanding

And less self-revealing!

 

I keep telling them I will,

In fact I’m going to the woods right this minute,

And besides I’ll keep them out of my texts,

But I need to put myself out there

To justify my breathing.

 

Oslo, mai 2017

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