after a month
i named the dog
miss poochie mizoguchi
i decided to walk to the post office
the flood extinguished the pilot
of the hot water heater
on the walk
i met people i did not know
i did not see anyone i knew
as though this were san francisco
the cook at the thai restaurant
complimented me on my
buddhist beads
and he laughed
and i laughed, too
this summer
i will let my gray hair grow long
and take many walks
every morning is free
this summer
is not telegraph avenue in 1966
i know that
no need to remind me
we are spending the summer
without hot water
in preparation for
our eventual relocation
to mexico
when social security kicks in
this summer
every day i will swim
someone spent a year
not buying anything
and wrote a book about it
that i won't buy
no hot water
long hair
a spanish-speaking dog
named miss poochie mizoguchi
the pool
this is the life
i always expected to live
every day
i throw something away
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