Again

Today a carbon copy no that’s old-fashioned a photocopy maybe a meme a knockoff of yesterday except today three inches of snow instead of yesterday’s five of sleet now hidden below like so many things again clearing the driveway with snow-blower like being dragged behind motorized Linda Blair spewing long streams of white instead of green some rocks tossed in it but the job gets done (Stephen King says people love to read about other people’s jobs) then I or some remembered version of it is up on the roof of the house again shoveling trying not to take a grand spill off as my great-grandfather did from roof of his house on 28th Street in Astoria back in 1951 no this is different this is the country there’re collies down there barking at me out of concern they won’t get any more cheese so I’m really careful and when they finally shut up a chickadee starts singing off there in the woods good to know there’s still some things worth singing for in chickadee-land me I don’t have much to sing about my back hurts but the job gets done (are you still with me?) I can descend lastly and take a look at some lilac buds near the front door where they may bloom come spring if there’s no late frost this year before going in for beer and painkillers and sitting down to watch people calling each other names on the internet sad! great! whatever! once again.