As the years accumulate
and gently rain down on me
my mind has slowed
to such an extent
that I have landed
in a place
of contentment
My universe has slowed
to a glorious crawl
I am not stressing anymore
about shit beyond my control
Happiness is this acceptance
But in the back of my mind
buried beneath the suppression
I know the grade of my decline
will land me in dementia
like my parents before
when we called it senility
I'll descend there eventually
But not today
Gonna for once take it easy
Close the time capsule
and just be
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