Fatigue
Early rising
Training at the gym
Being in attendance; art of transcendence
Dissimulating in front of everyone
Rocking chair, rock and sun
Calling in sick, I’ve perfected the shtick
Getting on the scale
Gaining pounds and losing weight
Changing to a smaller waist; becoming erased
No opportunities to hang art on a wall
Not a word mentioned in an art rag
Paint brush; toilet flush
Fork in the road, beaten path
Road less traveled, highway bypass
Couldn’t care less; such a mess
Organizing, researching, night gazing
Sorting, snorting, shifting,
Never relaxing; texting for your waxing
Pretending pompous purpose
Greatness in a coward’s cloak
False behavior given a prize; dead in my eyes
Wishing to dance and never dancing
Cookies on the plate and cookies in my pockets
I ate cookies and cream; cookies in my dream
Boxes chained to my ankles
Teeth falling from my mouth
Living inside someone else’s life; catastrophic strife
Tightrope walking
Screws and bolts holding me together
Looking funny these days; upside down sideways
Watching people speak
Up and down and up and down
Not hearing a thing; punched in the boxing ring
Pocket pills, magic pills, pain pills
Heart pills, acid pills, migraine pills
Repeated; autoimmune treated
Travel bugs, bed bugs, listening bugs
Changing channels and changing lanes
Sitting in the aisle seat; still in the dead heat
Camouflage treasures under my arm
Agent of love embedded deep
Finger print my thumb; remind me how numb
Hot humidity destruction
Not a seat on the train
Standing still in the night; mosquito bite
Dead on a dime
AARP RSVP AMZN GOOGL
Reruns, Returns, Refunds, Rollovers; leftovers
Space challenger exploding in the sky
Obese orbit around the buffet
Stolen handgun; just a son
Idea stuck but not star struck
Immediate gag lying still
Wetting face; your panties lace
Letters of admiration
Coffin sales and coffee brews
On your knees; the great big tease
Typing responses with arthritic fingers
Procrastinating choices unmade
Dusting off my leisure suit; grandfather’s bayonet dispute
Gotta stop - want to stop - won’t stop
My nap is done, the pause is over, the break is broken
Off the line, in a great bind; I am no longer blind
© 2026 David Greg Harth
26.09.03.10.03.06@345NYC