another day gone

and the summer heat is getting

to me

as I become yet another irrelevant old guy

good only for recycled slogans

and sayings fit for bumper stickers

riding with my younger bro

as he stoically accepts his disappointments

knowing that his chances

of creating his imagined future

is no better than his actual future

we are both walking funny now

no longer able to cheat the calendar

and searching for words amongst  our memories

our brains racing our bodies to the grave

those we love or loved

either soon to be mere poignant memories

or question marks in the present

show tunes on the flickering screen

love songs from the past

pulling at the heart strings

as long dead composers and singers

come alive again

and I sing along with wavering voice

no longer having a staying choice

but remembering all the words

while playing with gadgets that

are smarter than me

and looking at my surroundings

and all the junk of  gadgets and unexplained photographs

having survived their programmed obsolescence and meaning

destined for land fills

 together having somehow survived their and our

best before date

and riding with my bro






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