There's always "stuff"

Oh, he said --
But that's all just water under the bridge...
or was it water over the dam?
At any rate, this collection of junk
you're glaring at today
will have slipped over the edge tomorrow,
to be replaced by some new collection
of worries, and imagined slights;
of to-do lists and regrets.
That's the thing about dams and bridges,
and about the flow of life itself:
there's always "stuff" gathering at the edges,
cluttering up the picture.
Sometimes -- have you noticed? --
it's that stuff that gives the image life and color.


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