Whiskey Dream
The old man's dreams
come in a corn yellow
hue.
He's got whiskey dreams
of last Thursday
when he thought for two
minutes he was someone.
Then came crashing
back down to the real world,
disappointing himself again.
Compiling
I'm going to stack
up all the elements of my
life.
Record them in a book.
My children I don't plan
on having one day will
learn about me. They
will only roll their eyes.
There is some humor here. I got a kick out of reading it.....
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