I
gave up the ghost the other night shot it
Right
into my hand and it felt amazing while
It
lasted then I lost all interest and ate a pint
Of
Ben & Jerry’s Cake My Day Ice-cream
And
there’s really nothing more to share
Because
I jumped the shark a long time ago
And
I’m not all that sorry because shit happens
To
bad and good people alike and some die of
Cancer
while others overdose on life
And
I hardly think I am a poet and I know I’m
Not
a prophet maybe all I am is a pain in the ass
As
I turn more and more into a curmudgeon and
The
word irascible is the only adjective that fits me
You
can pretend nothing affects you and no one
Challenges
you, but when the Swiss cheese hits the
Fan
and you’ve fallen and can’t get up you’ll wish
There
was a button to push because the idea of no one
Coming
to your aid is too scary a notion to swallow on
An
empty stomach
A
dark night of the soul might scare the bejesus out
Of
you or it might just force you to face the memories
That
continue to confound you as everyone ceases and
Desists
from answering your private messages on FB
And
you slip into unconsciousness
Charles Cicirella
4/27/16
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