#poetry
Poem: Getting old
Getting old
it's been fortold
that I will die some day for sure
what a bore
to die old and weary
clearly I don't have a better theory
die early
no thanks
and miss out on all the fun
or hum drum
depending on the circumstances
of existence
I will be dead one day
shit fuck fuck
AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!
I don't want to die
better eat some brocolli
before I end up in a wheel chair
hopefully one with an electric motor
my upper body can't be expected to do all the leg work
knowing I will die
I should live to my fullest
I wonder what's on Netflix
#poetry #works
Published 10-2-2026
Written on https://freewriter.app