Life finally tuned..

There’s a space in my mouth where
a tooth used to be I can feel it with
the tip of my tongue.
There are sounds on my mind
where no sounds used to be
especially when I was young.

There’s a giant belly down there where
no belly ever was I can barely see
the end of my toes. There are things I do
now that I never did before like squirting
medicine up inside of my nose

I believe bulbs aren’t as bright anymore
goodness it’s hard to read my book in bed
So now what’s left for me is a hot water
bottle and the prospect of always being lead

With the limp on my leg when I walk,
the space in my tooth when I talk,
the feeling of constantly being in shock,
no wonder some days I get a fucking mental block.

No seriously
isn’t it a shame what nature does to the old,
and it does it, and your not even told.
You go from a giant who’s always quite bold,
to a shivering wreck of a midget that children scold.

Well getting back to this gap in my mouth
and the whistling sound when I speak
To my belly that’s keeps travelling south
and my legs that I hear constantly creak

It’s no wonder that I take a little drink
or maybe sometimes I start before it’s noon
It sure helps when you don’t feel or think
and when all of these parts make a tune.