"Still out here in the wind and rain...A whole lot older but I feel no pain."
Fifty-four for the love of fuck.
It’s that time again. Hoped I'd
Forget, but that never
Takes place. My
Youth far out in the rear view mirror.
Fast forwarding, moving closer to the end
Of it all. As I race to that line and
Using my last breath, I
Resolve to make death laugh with me before tapping my arm and covering me up.