After Retirement By Ron Salisbury
What were you thinking Eunice asked
as the fireman who had strapped me
to his back brought me down from
the eucalyptus on the engine ladder.
It seem like such a good idea, just
nail little boards to the tree and keep
climbing. The canopy of things up there,
a complete universe, distance like future.
Thinking was something I usually did.
Then one day stopped. Idea doesn’t have
boundaries, besides, I had these little boards
left over from the fence.
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