Category Archives: Aging



Retirement

Why is it so damned hard to do nothing?
Once, when I worked two jobs to feed the kids,
To pay the rent, my burdened heart pouting,
Consumed by stress, my whipped imprisoned id Continue reading →

Posted in Aging, Illusion

Bliss

Bliss, like the ages of man, has stages.
The unremembered first, doubtless, the teat.
At ten I won a bike. Didn’t get laid
Until eighteen (memorably unsweet!)—
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Posted in Aging, Death, Wisdom

The Sixth Age

The more untrammeled time I have to spend
The less there is to spend it on. My eyes
Grow weary reading. TV’s a barren
Waste. Sport no longer tickles, and sex drives Continue reading →

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Monday Night Football

We’re old now, just three of us (since Wally
Died). Two hundred forty years sit here—deaf,
Half blind—playing out our brittle folly,
Possessed. Each Monday night the host plays chef Continue reading →

Posted in Aging, Friends, Sports

Baby

I meet my neighbors’ child, Olivia,
From time to time, carried in the harness
Strapped to her father’s chest, oblivious,
Unmoved by all our bleak world’s foul distress. Continue reading →

Posted in Aging, Illusion

Working Title: Gevalt!

“Sure, folks live longer nowadays,
But 65 is still no joke,
While my clear mind (still worth some praise)
Contemplates dusty flakes, evokes Continue reading →

Posted in Aging