fanniesson -

It takes two years to kill yourself,
to get to the point you don’t care anymore,
and even if you wanted to.
You couldn’t bring yourself back.
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One doesn’t become more beautiful with age.
The wife and I both pushing sixty now,
are sure of this one!
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I look in a mirror and see the old man,
I was told was there from fourteen years old.
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Death is sitting
on the edge of my bed,
doing necessary paperwork.
Questioning me on my age
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And when it was over,
when dirt was packed on casket,
headstone moved back in place.
The Mexican labors
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I’d like to go to Arizona maybe Nevada
sit on the desert floor look at the mountains
and all that sky pray, no doubt cry,
tell God I’m sorry beg his forgiveness
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She was sent home to die plain & simple.
Paperwork needed and her insurance
didn’t warrant keeping her comfortable
in a hospital bed medicated
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He walked the dog everyday
the way he said he would,
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lying in bed 24 hour weather channel
telling me don’t worry
it’s gonna be bright & sunny tomorrow,
pint of ben & Jerry's, box of gourmet
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I understand when I'm dead I'm dead,
just a soulless piece of meat,
'if there's even such a thing as a soul, lying
in some crematorium somewhere waiting my turn
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What a place to end it all.
What a place for your last fall
What a place to meet your maker.
Hunting grounds for the undertaker.
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like the elephant when it senses its death is near,
and breaks from its herd to head off to their
hidden burial ground,
though now that I think about it.
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If you should find me dead
I'm not with the lord, so.
Don't comfort yourself
in thinking so, or that.
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They were a thing for a while,
the ice cream man and aunt Fanny.
My aunt who came for supper one Sunday,
when I was a kid and stood twenty-seven years
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My old man was never around,
for one reason or another,
and neither was my mother
when you get right down to it,
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The new pups pee all over the house.
I would've bet anything, by now they'd be sold,
and I'd be well on my way to stage two
of this venture.
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They never kissed
my sister brother or me,
nor did I ever see them
kiss one another.
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I am what I am.
Not the best, and certainly
not the worse.
Stuck in the middle, or hiding there,
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Now as bald as God could make you,
for no other reason than
the genetics of male pattern baldness
I remember with fondness,
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I went back;
to her Chinese takeout,
Domino's Pizza suppers.
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