The Facts of This Life as Its End Approaches
by Gary Hardaway
The knees remind you: you are old,
and broken, and unlikely to improve
at anything the world and you
find valuable. The mirror tells you how
much uglier you are. The growths
that proliferate because the immune
system fails, the grotesque displacements
of the abdomen, the fatty deposits,
the abdication of hair to strange locations
hair has not before thought necessary.
Avoid the mirror. Avoid the websites
that speak to your afflictions
and diminished expectations.
The brain, of course, tells you
you are still nineteen and invulnerable.
The brain knows nothing and lies
to you each day, striving to avoid
its death by suicide by factions
the brain cannot control.
The struggle continues, augmented by
the strict routines the still stern mind
imposes: pee first, then slip on the house shoes;
brush the diminished teeth and rinse
with store brand mouthwash; comb
the night's tangles out of silver and
thinning hair; set the morning pot
of coffee to brew; smoke the day's
first cigarette on the small patio
and watch for cottontails and squirrels
and the occasional outdoor cat;
put away yesterday's dishes, pans,
and glasses, automatically washed and dried.
Drink the two small glasses of water
the body craves to rid itself of waste.
Enjoy the day's first cup of sugared coffee
as you read your Facebook feeds.
Minutia make the man and keep
him focused on the many more
that make the day bearable for the next.
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Did I write this? Wait...I think I wrote this!! Umm, no, not the cigarette part or the sugar-in-the-coffee part, but the rest of it. Yaaaasss...boohoohoo...I wrote that!!
Very effective!
I think it was Eric Hoffer who called old age, "the great equalizer." I like that about it.
Hey, are you peeking into my house?! Awesome.*
Thank you, Matt.
Thank you, Dianne.
Thank you, Tim.
On the money.
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A beautiful portrait of ageing.
Thank you, Bill.
Thank you, Erika.
Succinctly said.
Gary, you've been reading my mail...
"The brain, of course, tells you
you are still nineteen and invulnerable." Yup. *
Thank you, Edward.
Thank you, Kitty.
Thank you, Beate.
A gritty version of W. D. Snodgrass's "April Inventory."
"Minutia make the man" *
Excellent writing and true!
Thank you, Daniel.
Thank you, Darryl.