"What's with all the noise?"
No
"Hi, my name is ... "
or "Howdy
neighbor." Just rude,
invective tommy gunning
out of a trembling Parkinson's
mouth as youthful
rage gets watered down
through a cataract glare.
Sorry
the wife with wrap
around shades and West Hollywood
bitchiness sucked
the life out, leaving
a desiccated gourd
where
a man should stand. But
old and dying doesn't bequeath carte blanche
to be
an asshole.
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