That once new frying pan
  with food sticking to 
    teflon scratches 
My future kidney cancer 

That once new heart
  that had never been broken 
Nylon stints
   Support arteries that had
Very little bacon fat 
   but more whiskey and cigarettes 

20 year roof or 30 year roof?
     I’ll take the 20 year roof

Short poems 
    that aren’t 

Long lives filled 
    With memories of promises 
Anticipation of approval 
  Now intent on waiting 
    Until the next life

The cascading tick tock 
  of the many clocks 
In my paraplegic Grandfather’s 
   repair shop
Comes to mind for a brief moment 
     Blown away 
by the wind of time itself 

New Years Day 2024 – SGL Brunswick, ME

(Thank you John (Campion) for this idea and all the wonderful moments of revelation that all have provided this year of “short” poems of no expectations )