Monday, March 11, 2013

The Life Beside This One

In the life you lead
Beside this one,
It is natural for you
To resemble America.;
You require one woman;
You give her your name.

You work, you love;
You take satisfaction.
You are the president of something.
You are the same.

The children are clean.
They turn into lawyers.
They write long letters
And come home for Christmas.

It is a kind of Connecticut
Not to be twenty-five again.
Carefully in the evening
You do not think
Of the life you lead
Beside this one.

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by John N. Morris, 1975