happy stuff


Happy Stuff

78 years old.


Double aneurysm
surgery a
stroke three
hernia operations
a knee
operation &
a shitload
of shoulder
arm &
back injuries,
a torn
rotator cuff,
but I
can do
twice as
many windows
in a
day now
than I
could 35
years ago
when I
started out.


But I
also feel
twice as
worn out
at the
end of
the day
& often
crash into
a two-hour
nap waking
up not
knowing where
I am.


Why don’t
you write
more happy
stuff some
people have
asked &
I’m tempted
to wrestle
them to
the ground
jam their
feet into
my shoes
& set
them walking.

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