i've been
too tired
lately to get
off the stupid couch.
i forgo warm blankets
pillow top mattress
slinking in next
to his warm
comforting body
toes touching
(i thought i'd never be down with this)
letting him play
the role of fearless
unconscious male
who will battle
all of the things
that go bump in the night.
but i've had none of this...
instead i'm fully dressed
fully passed out
subjected to my own purgatory
of smooshed couch cushions
out of place grandma hips
and the drivel of infomercials
that are excited to have an audience
comatose or otherwise.
i feel so old with my creaky
achy breaky skeleton
my inability to keep going and going
and twice now i have fallen asleep
on huckabees
is this how it begins-
the road to middle age
is this the first step in the initiation-
honestly i'm fighting it all the way
tooth and nail and brave heart bravado.
i'm not ready for all that comes with old age
i'm too young to have joints that pop and hiss
i've surpassed the crazy lady stage prematurely
and so you got to cut me break
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