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Saluti...from Bogliaso, Italy


I fingered the straggler

with pointer then thumb

till the tips of five digits

finally went numb.


I picked up the tweezers

to give it a yank

a reflexive old habit

but then my heart sank.

I had now become it

and it became me

this random intruder

that no one could see.


This symbol of aging

will now remain in  

here’s to the hair

of my chinny

cin cin.

L.Belans 9-26-17 

Bogliasco, Italy

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