Paul felt his best days were past.
He did not see himself in fun TV ads.
He read more books.
His desire for sex dwindled.
He sampled testosterone pills.
Snow fell outside the window.
Too often he forgot his promises.
His tea cooled too fast.
copyright © 2022 Kenneth P. Gurney
2 thoughts on “Thoughts of Vanishing”
Impermanence is a tough old bastard.
Is that why my tea is cooling faster?! Heck!