Is what my wife’s folks
Used to say,
After they’d retired,
Whenever they’d buy
A moderately big-ticket item.
“That oughta see us out—“
Imagine saying that.
How close you would have to feel
To your own mortality
To compare it to
That of a toaster,
Or even a refrigerator.
I imagine it could well be true,
In my case, at least,
That any number of
Mundane possessions
Will see me out.
But I really don’t like to think about
Which ones.
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