The Barn

Here in my “later years” I just sit around this place paddocked by scare quotes and oh Jesus the stuff of my “earlier years” mostly memories & books & pictures & habits all themselves now in their “later years” (they’re scared too) surrounded as we all are merely ourselves and our circumstances even that old quote wearing thin this morning it occurred to me (who is this “me” being occurred to and does anyone need one of those?) that the lifetime of a dog is but the span of a human childhood yet this could be a mis-remembering that box is heavy and what’s in it my back hurts again.