I can’t believe my day
already
my body is wearing out
my nerves are frayed
my teeth are falling out
I put them back on with denture glue
this is how it’s going to be
from now on
a repair job
on a no-longer-new car
Imagine if I weren't medicated….
February 4, 2009 in Poem | Tags: aging, bad day, denture glue, in need of repair
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