Nothing
to do today.
Much the same
as everyday.
I would go
out for a walk
but I might
meet someone
who wants to talk.
Turn on the
television but all
I would see are
thousands of people
who are better than me.
Look at the time!
Is it too early for wine?
Listen to music
to drift away.
Never know,
my hips might sway.
Maybe one glass would be okay.
The 50 year old poet 