At 80 years old—he was a madman

jolly—and full of his own self-belief

spoon-fed

the milk of Santa Clause.

It took 50 years

to become totally insane

because, any righteous madness

happens slowly

the righteous, live by their own decisions

it makes them able to be who they are

“Abandon all hope, yee scurvy dogs!” Are the words of the scurvy brain

And for some reason, there is hope, in total surrender to death

a life that’s measured—is one, that must weigh something

it’s not the feathers, in a feather bed

because the madman set fire to his comfort—years ago

He reads his own newspaper

circulation

1

a-top the coldest mountain

Why go to where it’s impossible to live?

living, makes us old

“I don’t want to grow old!” Said the 80-year-old man to his father

“You are prideful!”

“What should we do today?” Asked the 80-year-old man to his father

“I need to pick the lint from between my toes, and then Suzie is going to give me a rub-down and rotate me.”

the madman prayed for death,

while his father was clinging to life—unable to live

What can we do for eternity?

What can we do now?

2 thoughts on “What can we do for eternity?

  1. love these lines!
    Great piece!
    👏👏👏
    ” I need to pick the lint from between my toes, and then Suzie is going to give me a rub-down and rotate me.”

    the madman prayed for death,

    while his father was clinging to life—unable to live

    What can we do for eternity?

    What can we do now?”

    Liked by 1 person

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