Yay

after my work out
i pick up my car at 2pm today
a new tire and an oil change
and to indulge myself i’ll
drive to harris teeter and
use a harris teeter coupon i
have for a huge savings on a
pint of Ben and Jerry’s
ice cream

on the way back to my car
parked near duck donuts
i’ll stop in duck donuts
and buy two of their
incomparably delicious
plain doughnuts baked
while i wait

ice cream and donuts
a treat for an old man
who doesn’t give a damn
about what some would
consider unhealthy food

and maybe occasionally
eating ice cream and
donuts are my only vices
and good for my soul

there are far worse things
i could be doing
like wasting the rest of
my waning years
whether a few or twenty
mindlessly watching
meaningless tv shows all day
on a mind numbing tv screen

or drinking myself to death
in some musty old bar
babbling about nonsensical things
with other drunken old men
barely able to think or speak
nearly incapacitated from
loneliness and too much alcohol

or being driven crazy
living with the wrong woman
who seemed like the right
woman when we first met when
she was on her best behavior

sometimes being alone is better
than being with someone with whom
you are miserable and lonely with

i end this rambling poem thinking
about the ice cream and the donuts
the way i once thought of meeting
a woman for a date

admittedly a poor comparison
to the wonders and charms
of a woman

but it works for me

bob boyd

BobBoyd

Author: BobBoyd

Age 80. Cancer survivor since 3 years ago. Work out 3 times a week. Ride my exercise bike 2 hours a day. Live a solo reclusive life. Retired a year ago from working with the elderly in a nonprofit. Started writing poetry a little over a year ago; most poems I write are fictional but some are not. Spiritual with a permanent spiritual experience. Write poems on many subjects. Always researching for many of my poems and because of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge. After reading and hearing about many near death experiences and death bed visions, I believe death is the ultimate awakening and the relocation of a lifetime. You may believe differently, but you have the right to be wrong -- I'm just messing with you. :-)

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