Keep Moving

Bearing weight is what hurts your foot.

So stop moving, but how then

to relocate so many books

& so many stacks of also rans —

books read once & getting the boot.

You're bent on vacating the condo

where Susan helped you move in.

Assuming she still inhabits bardo

she’ll be puzzling over which heaven

you're choosing next, perpetual limbo?

Keep moving, don’t stop to figure

out why life is so insufficient.

Say you’re going south to reconnoiter

possible living spaces reminiscent

of home, this time fit for an elder.

Truth is you’re facing the real conundrum.

You want to be with every one of your friends

until they die, until you die with them.

No one warned you this is how it ends —

falling apart — you demand a quorum.