long in the tooth

there are certain idiosyncrasies

to the daily goings on of old people

which I consciously try to avoid.

nonetheless,

––I leave notes to myself everywhere

for just about anything and

if my head didn’t weigh

as much as a tenpin bowling ball,

I’d have a better chance at staying awake.

yesterday I strung the keys to the doorknob

so I wouldn't leave without them.

1.

the roadmap is shrinking fast at the borderlines.

2.

the neighborhood kids stand on my lawn

simply for the pleasure of hearing me yelling.

3.

It's true. the one cardigan is enough.

4.

although the lapse in sensory perception was temporary

I found my way to the aisle containing nutritional drinks

and found my way to the string in the morning.