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Sayonara Screwball (Prepares for Thee Inevitable Shit)

these treasures these treasures
these bedamned holy-ass treasures
of mine of mine of my very own mind,
what to do wit senti-mental doo-dadas
i've dragged about for 4 or 5 decades ?
the music (cds), the saxes, flutes, clarinets....
my books! my books!
my'o'my i'dentities for so lovin'long.........
since Leah died, canno listen to my extensive
"library" of recordings. Canno play the horns
due to physical weakness & fucked up breathing
that goes right along with CHFailure.
The Book ain't selling hardly at all, (sorry Leah).
Only 3-4 people read my pro-found writings. Bless them.
No future, dada!  (Oh, poor ba'by!)
Life is beautiful.  
And just as easily, sucks shit everyday.
(O,Life is Lovely!)
Say, would'ye say (say hey!), one of those
      optimist prayers for me?  Am much
        disturbed and "disabled" and disaffected
  to do any such thing for mySelf.
Off to that heavenly junkyard (scrap heap) wit ye, old boy.
                               Sayonara, kids!


Written by dkzksaxxas_DanielX (DadaDoggyDannyKozakSaxfn)
Published | Edited 28th Aug 2020
Author's Note
True sense is non'sence.......nonsense is True
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