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Don't Ask an Old Man - March 9, 2026

  • Gary Hunter
  • Mar 9
  • 1 min read

at the high part of one guy’s forehead

a huge scab stares back at you

 

on another’s shin bone, a rectangular

bandage, dotted red in the middle,

sits above a cut sock

 

one gentleman has a purple welt

on the knee of the leg he limps on

 

another fella has a massive bruise,

that looks like a map of Nebraska,

in the middle of his forearm

 

look, doesn’t matter how old

we are, we’ll always be boys

who don’t stop to think

 

and if stubborn means stupid,

well    

then

you’ll never ask an old man

 
 
 

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