Willing to Winnow

The future will of course proceed to shrink,
by natural operation and my aim.
Of late I look to next year, and I think
I’ll still be occupied. I’ll change my game;
I’ll turn away from office work, unlink
my Wednesday visits. Not the same
will be my weeks, but stimuli enough
will rise from winnowing through my old stuff.

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