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I wonder, are the plastic flowers dying?
The daisies’ heads look like they are lower or
is that my head that is bowed?
Am I looking up at flowers? Uh, oh.
Am I dead?
No, I still feel the pinch
of inflation.
I still cannot see up close
without glasses, I still feel
cold and trapped by retirement. Should I
push up the heads of those daisies?
Or just lie down, see who comes up first.
