OLD DISCS 5-25-17
I have old guy discs
in my neck
as well as in my CD player
which means I have a pain
in the neck.
As long as it is low
and dull, this pain,
I relish it, like the
bitter
taste of pickled blossoms.
It reminds me that yes,
I am still alive
and see your face.
When the pain is gone,
so am I.
Pain tells me to pay
attention, to fix
what must be fixed
and tells me when it
becomes
too high and sharp
instead of low and dull,
that now is the time
to slip into the player
that Tom Paxton disc
that says “I can’t help
but wonder
where I’m bound…”
JRMcF
No, I’m not writing again.
I have said all I know to say about Christ In Winter. This is just today’s closer.
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