Monday, October 16, 2017

Me and a little Jim Beam

I have two brothers
and a sister who’s gay,
of course that’s either
neither here nor there.

My brother Bob, who was
a year and a bit
younger than me,
jumped out of this
thing called life
with a long rope
secured to his neck
some years back now.

Like many other gentle souls
it all became too fuckin’ hard,
he just couldn’t keep
swallowing all the crap.

As for me, I’ve just turned 61,
I still have all my hair
though it’s all grey now.
I can still piss in a straight line
and once in a while I wake up
in the morning
with a raging hard on.

Go figure.


© Harry Rout 2017