Death, please don’t awaken me when it’s my turn

this feeling . . .

it’s more than my thoughts

i don’t wake up as i once did

now sleeping until 11:30 a.m.

or noon

before i want to begin the day

not hungry

breakfast is a liquid meal replacement

whichever is cheapest at stores

caught covid three times

long term covid symptoms are

bringing my energy



& really down/

as i drink my liquid breakfast/lunch

i read books by my former friends —

who all were

striving to become famous authors

they passed on

to the next

forever adventure

(dear writer friends

how are you doing up there)

i wait in line–

wait my turn


is slowly leaking

& dripping

it must happen

it always does for all

i had so many plans during youthful years

youth–where did you go

old age–why are you coming

death, don’t bother to greet me

don’t knock on my door

let me asleep

when you visit

(Jim Wortham, September 21, 2022)

Published by Jim Wortham

As a teen, wanted to live from writing poetry. Wrote several books, selling nationally. Hung out with readers throughout the United States. My writing has been on back burner. Now dusting off my desk and have my pen in hand. Hope you enjoy some of what I write.

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