It’s just unfair when each brick
in the house is stacked and mortared
against you, when breaking down
working out, shaping up to the proverbial
bar is impossible and out of your control.
When it’s so much easier and more satisfying
to belly up to another bar and to hell with it all.
Light another cigarette. To hell with popularity
and concern for others airspace. Drink another beer.
To hell with my waistline and calorie counting.
I’m not 18 and sculpted. I’m 38 with a balding head,
grey in my beard, and a paunch. No airbrushing
no tanning no plastic surgery here. To hell with caring,
especially about hell.
in the house is stacked and mortared
against you, when breaking down
working out, shaping up to the proverbial
bar is impossible and out of your control.
When it’s so much easier and more satisfying
to belly up to another bar and to hell with it all.
Light another cigarette. To hell with popularity
and concern for others airspace. Drink another beer.
To hell with my waistline and calorie counting.
I’m not 18 and sculpted. I’m 38 with a balding head,
grey in my beard, and a paunch. No airbrushing
no tanning no plastic surgery here. To hell with caring,
especially about hell.
5/5/11
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