waking up to reality
it really shouldn’t be so hard
without your morning coffee hit
tongue feels like a rusty bollard
your bladder is full to bursting
it jolly well hurts to high heaven
you were supposed to wake at eight
but had to take a piss at seven
the pins & needles in your neck
have you concerned for your health
your rickety arsed hinged knees
fold into the declining years of self
a mind filled with yesterday’s fog
a handful of pills for breakfast
you hope they’re not addictive
& could swear you’re growing a bust
is that a dead bear on the couch
the mirror says no, look again
your birthday party begins tonight
twenty-five? try four score & ten!
by TETIANA ALEKSINA, CASSY SINGLE & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2024
unbolt me 
My 74th birthday this coming week. I have the oil-can ready! When younger (as in approaching 50) I lived my life to the very fullest with intent on gathering memories to see me through the no-longer-working-hips days. I’m expecting those memories will come in useful eventually. Meantime., long live us all
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Such a good attitude to have, Crispina. I think I needed to read that. And, yes, long live us all!
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I don’t know about you, Tony, but I am always 18, no matter what. Coffee is a must, though.
Wait – who is Cassy?
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Thank you, Dolly! I wish I could say I liked coffee, but I’ve never been a fan. As for who Cassy is, I’m lucky enough to be her hubby!
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I hear you! And yet…and yet…. As a member of the non-exclusive club no one wants to be a member of (i.e., the Cancer Club) and after two total hip replacements in the past couple of years, I’d have to say that unless life has been reduced to unbearable pain, it ain’t all that bad when you consider the alternative. But, oh, that mirror!
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I have to say, I completely agree with you. The alternative really isn’t much chop, so I’ll take frail dotage for as long as I can get! As for mirrors, me and them don’t exactly get along, so we have an agreement where I’ll ignore them if they’ll ignore me. It’s working out pretty well so far… 😛
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Wow, sounds like my morning wake up every day. I feel the pain. The years do have a way of passing us by quickly. Wonderful writing!
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They sure do, my friend. Thank you so much for reading as always! 😀
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You are most welcome.
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Brilliant! Loved the ending.
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Thank you, Xeno! 😀
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yesterday is what continues the tomorrow
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Then I hope for many many MANY yesterdays! 😛
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A Whole lotta Yesterdays
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Someone’s in the very sink- sorry, pink of health this fine and jolly morning????
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It only hurts when I laugh! 😆😑
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Yep. Too real. Even at barely threescore…
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It’s shocking how early on age can make its presence known, isn’t it?
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Horribly so. Said he, reaching for the walking stick so he can get out of his chair…
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I could FEEL this as I read. Very physical writing. Lovely.
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Thank you! 😀
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