growup? maybe ...

growup? maybe ...

A Poem by keith
"

thatsright imold

"
growup?  maybe ...

it's the little things
making difference
tripping falling
forgetting
i am supposed to be
in my golden years
or so they say
most often 
it has become
what i cannot explain
i find uneasy confusion
where confidence
and attitudes once reigned
my body has gone beyond 
it's intended warranty
the failures of design 
are plenty
my vision is faltering
my decision making 
is no longer sharp
at times i cannot find
my glasses
until i feel them in place
how fuked up is that
like looking for the grocery list 
still in my hand
i don't need
no stinkin list
stumbling bumping into 
that and this
in a back asswards
moment
i miss what i do not have
clarity
confidence
ability to just do
most days suk
some shine
i find greater moment 
enjoyed
cup of coffee
4 am
sleeping one eyed kat
dozing purring feeling 
safe curled in lap
i don't have it so bad
now do i

i just don't wanna grow up

© 2022 keith


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