it's easier to just tell
people
that you're eighty-five years
old
these days and be done with it.
they look at you
surprised,
saying, oh my god, you don't
look that old.
you barely
look sixty, to which you
lift a bar bell
into the sky
while eating a glazed donut
and say it's my diet
and
work out regime
that keeps me so young
and fit. you leave out your
joke
about only being as young
as the women
you feel, because it bothers
some women.
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