Solitude

Sitting, quiet, reading my book

And here comes Ed to have a look

Talking fishing, blah blah cars

And the stuff he drinks from mason jars

Oh, what did I ever do

To make you think I want to talk to you?

What am I reading?  Why, The Descent of Man

The story of how you and I began

Against the Bible?  I guess that’s true

But I don’t remember asking you

 

Standing, smoking from my pipe

Here comes Frank to cuss and gripe

Betsy down the road, this and that

Is it just me, or has Jenna gotten fat?

I empty my ashes onto the dirt

And wonder why Frank never wears a shirt

Chest hair, white, matted chest hair

Does he not know, or just not care?

Yes, it’s hot today, this I know

So, just go inside and leave me alone

 

Walking, cussing, slapping myself

Maybe then, they’ll keep to themselves

Here comes a van to take me away

It’s not so bad, I have to say

The nurse comes in for my placation

Knocked her out, solitary vacation

Peace and quiet, everyone’s away

Let’s see what my mind is playing today

Magneto or Vader, who would win?

Or maybe, I’ll just watch the world begin