He, he is dead

in his sleep

four and a half years ago

wrapped in maroon flannel

the day before payday

he was full of food, medications,

desires, frustrations

yearned to  do good

aspired to be a better man

but gravity weighed him

down,  and sex

mechanical wheels moved him

electricity propelled them

after a visit to the VA

which cleaned him out

he was emptied

and so he died

September 30, 2014
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