Dear Body

Dear Body,

Dear Body, Why must you hate me so?   I find it hard to respect you when you are falling apart around my...everything   This relationship should be one of give and take Yes, you give, I take   So when did this contract come to an end? Is this your idea of a passive-agressive break-up? A long, drawn out divorce?   Is it the years of neglect? All those years I treated you like the geeky boy next door? the one who I thought would always love me? The Plan B-fall-back-guy?   Is it the years of junk-food? How I craved Doritos and Devil Dogs Instead of strawberries and water? Instead of fiber and whole grains? Come ON You know that stuff tastes like shit   Is it the years of abuse? Staying up too late? Sleeping too late? Getting up too early? Closing the bar at 4am?

Not sleeping at all?

 

Well, I guess now's your time for revenge!

haha!

It's not funny

 

I lotion and exercise (kind of, I know)

And this is what I get:

            Creaky joints

                        A back that sticks when I get up first thing

                                            so i look like a caricature of an old man    

                        hovering closer to the floor than the ceiling.

            Skin that hangs in places better left unsaid

Wrinkles on my hands and face

    eyes that don't see too well anymore

        in general, nothing works like it used to

 

 

God says to forgive - so please forgive me for the

junk food

neglect

abuse

 

I have at least 60 more years,

so be

gentle

with

me

 

Love,

Me