Haibun 169

yes i been drinkin

exhausted with getting on with life. it has been seventy two years now. i love life. but i have to admit the other side of life is catching up. we measure life in time but what does time measure itself against. is it us. i cant find my way to the exit but i am not worried. i suspect it will find me. sure i will miss this life but what good is it to keep walking when the path ends at an ocean. when i disappear from your view know that i went without struggle. it was my pleasure to end it in a dead run. when the foghorn blows i will be coming home.

black coffee
two scoops per cup…
sleepwalking the blues

One thought on “Haibun 169

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s