Monday, February 23, 2015

A Haiku of Destruction

Crumbled stack of prescriptions, unfilled.

Can't stay in the hospital, no smoking allowed.

No family, no friends.

Striding off into the night, the artifical leg keeping pace with the doomed one.


The Old Man said...

Not the proper start for a good week...

Tacitus2 said...

The discerning may detect themes to certain weeks.


Borepatch said...

That's sad. The mental is to the physical as 3 is to 1, or so Napoleon said. That guy has already been beaten.