Dragging Death Around - Jan. 29, 2026

today, it’s the dead nail on my big toe

and knowing my life is nearing its end,

mingled with how much pain my future

might hold and how alone I could be

I also lug around a nice wardrobe of hope

and carry a bag of humor to hand out

so, there is still plenty of good life left

in these legs and this heart

maybe it’s just that skeleton of keratin

I see every time I remove my socks,

which is yet to be removed and buried,

that has me thinking about its

unscheduled funeral

which I definitely won’t speak at

or even attend