Life's As Kind As You

I'm Very Clever At Hiding Poems Perhaps More Clever Than I Am At Writing Them.

When I Was Young I Was Depressed All The Time. But Suicide No Longer Seemed A Possibility In My Life. At My Age There Was Very Little Left To Kill. It Was Good To Be Old, No Matter What They Said. It Was Reasonable That A Man Had To Be At Least 50 Years Old Before He Could Write With Anything Like Clarity.

... To Die On A Kitchen Floor At 7 O'clock In The Morning While Other People Are Frying Eggs Is Not So Rough Unless It Happens To You.

Belane, Are You Nuts?" Who Knows? Insanity Is Comparative. Who Sets The Norm?

We’ve Died So Many Times Now That We Can Only Wonder Why We Still Care.