Film
The movie I make of my life rolls on
without credits without a script.
Daily I edit what happened
my brain somersaulting
through new predictions.
I have come from birth
straight into the middle.
I smile at the camera.
At my funeral, will they
say I deserve "Best Actress"?
Best Script-writer!
ReplyDeleteOh no, you said without script, (Do I believe that?) Oh well then, Best Director,
ReplyDeleteYour February set of poems are delightful, especially Film. I'm impressed how you can write so many good poems. Love Ken S.
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