Thursday, August 27, 2015
EXISTENIALISM--A MOST BITTER PILL
Sick
& alone
ain't so bad--
when young
but on the south side
of sixty
it fuckin sucks.
Wake up
& realize
nobody
gives a shit
about your fever,
your stomach,
your head or
your heart.
Nobody
to bring you
a compress,
a cup of tea
or spoonful
of forgetting,
or even
an aspirin.
Your ass
is exposed.
You've arrived
at the Stillwell Avenue's
terminal
of the soul.
Have a good
day.
Norman Savage
Greenwich Village, 2015
Labels:
Coney Island,
death & dying,
existentialism,
getting old,
No Exit,
Old age,
sickness,
Stillwell Avenue
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