To run a marathon, write
a book, publish
a poem, make
love to a woman, join
a commune, find
a home, see the world,
to call it a day
is to spin my own
epitaph on a 3 x 5
note card, index
my breath, become obsessed
with chasing my own
past, is to take
a long ride on a train.
Night & Day Poems of Amy Nash 
GOT A CHUCKLE OUT OF “EPITAPH ON A 3×5 NOTE CARD” !!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Thanks!
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I really really love the last stanza here!
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