Old Men Deserve Old Dogs - July 26, 2025

fatigue is worn like a favorite sweater

naps shorten the day

we dream of the past -

a leg shakes, the face twitches

a whimper escapes the lips

vivid times when our younger selves

performed in ways we never could now

remember, we slept a lot as babies

the burden of a new body took its toll

perhaps now we sleep to prepare,

in lazy stops and starts,

to release the heaviness

until the eternal sleep welcomes us back

wide-eyed and frisky once again