Haiku Part 7
Remembering times
of low lit rooms, smoke, sound and
guys flipping through air
Knocking us over
they danced crazily like tops
spinning off axis
Dead heads flailing high
there but not there who what why
danced through smoke tripping
of low lit rooms, smoke, sound and
guys flipping through air
Knocking us over
they danced crazily like tops
spinning off axis
Dead heads flailing high
there but not there who what why
danced through smoke tripping
First off......no pain meds
My body feels battered up
Considerably
But I'm doing fine
Later my toe got stepped on
It's sorta black now
So I went to bed early
Pink Floyd spinning in my head
Woke to try again.
Age trundles on.
It's Harder when you're 65
Crunch! To hit that dirt.......but I'm fine.
My body feels battered up
Considerably
But I'm doing fine
Later my toe got stepped on
It's sorta black now
So I went to bed early
Pink Floyd spinning in my head
Woke to try again.
Age trundles on.
It's Harder when you're 65
Crunch! To hit that dirt.......but I'm fine.
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