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Yes

On a morning break
in the coffee room--
gray swirl linoleum.
electric drip maker,
microwave, fridge,
and 20-bin copier--
when he says maybe
it's dead taste buds
but food doesn't excite
the way it did as a kid
or we chattered like
squirrels first couple
of years but now
my wife and I just sit
quiet even dinners out
or something about
not feeling himself
anymore, I want
to shout What do you
expect--you thing
with a swatch of hair
on top, hard white
teeth, and ten fingers?
What's really amazing
is you think you're
anything at all, let
alone something that
can love and be loved,
but I just nod yes,
knowing it will hurt
his feelings.

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