Pour another drink
Seas of cans
An endless reminder
Coming in from the outside world
That you still can drown
On your own
Away
And silent, waiting for a drought
You will die
And retirement is the goal before the end
A preliminary before dying
Doing things that should have been done
When younger
And more experienced
So let’s die together
Can to mouth
A good action
A well spent piece of time
Ill sum them all up
And write a
Book
One day