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No plans

I say “why are you buying five shaving cream?”
She says because it’s on sale.
It somehow bothers me.
The shampoo bottle with the clear plastic
in the shower
is like an hour                  glass.
A friend sends an email
come to my cottage for a week in July
For two days, I don’t respond.
What do you say to such a kind and generous invitation,
except yes, thank you, I will.
We are moving.
Trying to pack up the house, deal with contractors,
fix it up, clean it up.
Each day grows a little more listless.
She, who once was adamant to stay and hang on,
now is imbued with energy to get this behind us.
Looking to the unknown future.

But, falling.
Yes I am falling.
And she keeps calling
me back again.

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Lee Dunn has been writing since the age of 18, but found that work got in the way for the ensuing 48 years. In his home town of Toronto, Ontario, Canada, he reveled in his independence at an early age, and spent as much time as he could exploring the city’s Arts scene. He was introduced to poetry and prose by the works of two literary giants, namely J.R.R. Tolkien and J.W. Lennon and thence fell in love with the written word. His work includes poetry, short fiction, and personal essays, and ranges in theme from the surreal to the horrific, nostalgic, and themes on the human condition. He has been published on Spillwords.com, The Dark Poets Club, Journal of Undiscovered Poets, Crepe & Penn Literary magazine, and the Shelburne Free Press.

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