As You Get Old You Don’t Want To Move

I feel lucky I can  navigate my open rooms.

I know how to get downtown, it’s downhill…

and I remember the name of the bus that takes

me back uphill….am I boring you?

You will be here too, if you live this long.

Nobody looks at this, nobody writes/talks

about this. People get to a certain point and

we forget about them…they have nothing left

to say.  Even Bob Dylan is now a side show.

There is no “Movement” anymore…..no one

wants to move. Even the young people are

already old.

There isn’t even enough hutzpah left 

for class warfare.  

Like a dog looking for a place to die.