Lifetime of Blur
Poem
Published in
Jul 3, 2024
Words of the wise
Doesn’t sound so nice
Crack through your skull
And strikes you a lifetime later
Once a skater wearing vans
Now a waiter high on substance
Where is that life that you got all figured out?
Just a bout?
Them kids cheered for you once
Now they pity you
Refill that coffee and pass a smile
Scared that they will figure out that you are trying to beguile?
Were you scared before?
When all this mattered a little bit more?
You and her, remember?
Now it is just you and a lifetime of blur!
