Poem: Recycled


used
yet useful
aged
with potential
sagging
nothing a tuck wouldn’t fix
derelict
out on the curb
awaiting
the right one
truth is
ten years later
there are no pickers

weathered old man
looking to belong
mostly unobtrusive
self-reliant
domesticated
handy not handsome
fully equipped
with the right tools
for any situation.

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