Theme: Senility


I live in a state of constant decay,
all around me I see mental fatigue,
my car will not start
and my heart is tired of beating
every day without rest, wish there was
an app that could take over me for a few days.

A new battery for the car,
but it still breaks down, things fall off.
A new heart?
Not for the one who has diabetes
and is already old.
Demanding too much,
scrambling up the mountain of life,
and short of breath.

At the garage, a man dressed in oily overalls,
and a listening device in his hand
shakes his head,
Rust on the bonnet, an ulcer that can't be spray-painted.
Give it to the scrap-dealer, he says
Is he talking about me?


More By  :  Jan Oscar Hansen

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