#ailments
For every action
there is a co$t
associated with it
for each minute‐
of energy
that gets expended–
you must give up- FOUR—
ONE
for the task its self
and
THREE additional–
for the decompression
your body requires
after
you complete it.
however that is not the most frustrating
part to deal with
four minutes–
-is nothing
to give up-
in the grand scheme
of things
It's when
you combine-
the minute
to an hour
that something
will take
to complete
now
you have spent
four hours– to just one thing
on the to-do list
Even, if you choose_
to do the one hour task
you will have to break /
that hour up
with rest breaks
that you'll need
now
you have disbursed-
—eight waking hours
for a one hour item on your list
but that's not all
the, EXTREME fatigue
adds to the issue of time-
and
with just two hours-
of work and rest breaks
You'll need a nap-
-that will last two hours,
after eight hours—
already invested
to accomplish this
one thing
you will need
two naps–
just to complete it
Now there is twelve hours—
on the one thing
you needed to do today…
I'm exhausted-
-its time for bed
I'll HAVE to do this
ALL OVER AGAIN
TOMORROW
Apr 5
Apr 5, 2026 at 11:16 AM UTC
Eighty or eighty?
Their eighty is old, but I --
am not one of them.
May 8, 2025
May 8, 2025 at 2:13 AM UTC
We are doing well,
we are not afraid of death --
only of decay.
May 8, 2025
May 8, 2025 at 2:13 AM UTC
And so should the strongest
Make love to the link worn delicate?
In that communion,
As one to another companion,
We seal the cracks & breaks
That have started to leak.
We bind what made us weak.
We champion truth
And honor accuracy;
Don your hood,
But don't go robbing.
Love passionately, but love gently.
Do so with forthright honesty,
Do not play at it or fake it
Lest you forsake it.
From what seems as less than
We shall reveal the hidden,
As a marvelous miracle unwinding.
It's all perspective,
For though I think them no greater
They are more than certainly my equals.
I would live for them as I would die for them,
One & all.
Feb 15, 2025
Feb 15, 2025 at 2:32 AM UTC
He's vulnerable,
just look at the craquelure --
over grandpa's eyes.
Apr 12, 2024
Apr 12, 2024 at 2:33 AM UTC
That old age problem,
of course you know, I have it --
anyway, type 3!
Dec 19, 2023
Dec 19, 2023 at 3:49 AM UTC
My children meeting
about me, apparently --
I am that old now.
Sep 8, 2023
Sep 8, 2023 at 3:56 AM UTC
Father, now waddling
from left to right, seems to walk --
on spherical feet.
Dec 13, 2022
Dec 13, 2022 at 2:24 AM UTC
The doctor wavers,
he sighs and looks through me, so --
I already know.
Oct 12, 2022
Oct 12, 2022 at 2:12 AM UTC
It was a late midnight
and the radium stars on the ceiling wall were shining bright.
The wheather was pleasant,
the aura was warm.
I was sleeping with Noddy, in my arms.
Then A sudden heaviness in my head
broke my sleep
The pain was growing so steep
That I couldn't get up.
I tried to drub
but Some thing was pulling me in my bed.
I could feel something leak
out of my nose.
It was blood , spurting out
flinging the coze.
Severe nosebleeds,
was a common symptom
of my disease.
But this one was differing,
My nose was blistering.
I knew it cause I've had many before
But this time my throat became sore
And soon i lost all control over my nose,
All I could do was doze.
My mind, I tried to divert,
So I looked for Noddy,
his cap was as red as his shirt.
Then I tried to call for aid
But by now not just my head
also my arms and legs
heftly weighed.
The pain was only growing more,
worse, than ever before.
It was as if the red water was flooding,
Unstoppably my nose was bleeding
Then with a sudden strangeness,
something leashed my lungs
Now I was breathless.
I don't wanna a die, I wanna play with my dolls,
I spoke to the dream catcher ,
That hung on the wall.
I was ailing and weak
my vission was turning bleak.
Soon i was left with none.
All I feared, was oblivion.
Jun 16, 2020
Jun 16, 2020 at 3:52 AM UTC
Failed Pills
I took pills all my **** life to cure this and that
None of them ever ******* work
So I write about my ailments instead
The way only I can words on the page
Putting my ills into them to free me
Who am I blooody kidding eh?
Myself to give me some backbone
And MAN IT UP NICK!
But that doesn't change how I feel
Nor take way the illnesses that rest inside
Waiting to get me like a manman with a saw
I'd love to meet such a crazy
At least he could chop me up
Thus reducing my ailments by number
Till then I suffer the world of this
My reality not in pain but something else
The thing called life enduring sensation
A word to replace pain multiple blows
I feel them all and till I finally rest...
May 8, 2018
May 8, 2018 at 11:50 AM UTC