Perhaps this word slam business was a mistake.

 I wrote this in a bar for a word slam/poetry event. I was going to read it out, but realised that it kinda sounded like a suicide note and decided to keep quiet.

 

I’m graying in the good life

and I want a better way to die

Breathing is boring

and the best things are worth ignoring

I’m laughing all the way into the ground

 

I took the hypocritic oath

and refused the revolution

Old habits die stupid, don’t you know

the edges are nearly worn away

 

Well-fed and threadbare

Who am I to complain

Nameless and blameless it shall read

so remember me on the side of the road

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