Posts tagged ‘aging alone’

CCXII

  box of macaroni and cheese few slices of bread six pack of cheap beer alone & old resting my bones tomorrow holding on to shit…

CCXLIII

  he never smiled we drank our beers stepping down from bar stool he wished me luck and mumbled “my cane my only friend”    …

CCLXX

  each day another layer of body rots away teeth decay positive negative charges the nervous system wiring in disarray bottles of good whisky only friends…

CCLXXXV

  only cuts perfect flowers walks past the rest never married she just turned 81 still searching for “the one”   Copyright© Edge of Humanity LLC…