I'd like to go out into the world
But I'm paralyzed today
And I have a headache

I'm balding myself against the wall
I'm too lazy to use my pillow
These gray hairs are unearned

Whomever I stole them from
Please come and reclaim them
I have not lived enough for them

So much for one method of self-preservation

© 2000 Bruce V. Bracken