See       it was one these and those days
that became unto all of us at some time
in our sweet vinegar lives


and friends and family arrive
loosely to labor
for what seemed the thing to do

what are friends and family for
but to bare us across
our dusty and overly stuffed and stacked
stacks of what we left to do tomorrow

manyana
manyana

and we don't
see the piles amidst the last decades dust

or being acute
we see it all and just add some more
in betwixt the spaces

but it is sweeter than the mere sorrows
that come from the unused
the unrealized
the seemingly unseen racks of reasons we build 		humbly acknowledging the dust potential
our efforts entire

but what we can see what's been saved
and

maybe       maybe
it will find a family of use within
an appreciative embrace

and so       I sat down
and watched my stuff     go by

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