i do not smoke

in the house, no,

i accommodate my wife’s wishes

by smoking in

the filthy garage

but looking around

weed in hand

i see immeasurable

clutter, the reader 

may enumerate

the reader’s own

affluent extravagance

everywhere i look 

and then i recall

robin’s beloved

blue house

observations

realizing her craft

equals, maybe excels,

that of her

noteworthy friends

living and gone

time to submit

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