you are travelling
with a large group of people

guilt by association
idiocy by proxy

it’s simple math
in any large group

you are going to have
a Larry, a Curly, a Moe

the average age on our bus of fifty
is fifty, or more

plenty of years to hone idiosyncrasy
no one is worse than any other

just louder or more devious
or more out of place

my seat mate and life partner
we are not immune

we have our own silliness
our own aging flaws

our tourist bus magically
arrives at our next destination

our group spills out
like wilted flowers
searching for a stream

Michael Dennis
http://michaeldennispoet.blogspot.ca

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