A Few More Brain Cells Die Today
A few more brain cells die.
Dawn vaporizes night visitors.
Pills rejuvenate my stomach’s medical concoction
My trainer encourages me to rip muscles.
A few more brain cells die.
Lunch is counted using every known diet plan.
My presence is extended by electronics.
A clerk’s whim approves long-term disability.
A few more brain cells die.
A search for the green flash gives passage to night.
E-mails mask loneliness.
Glowing phosphors images say good night.
A few more brain cells die.
Clay Felts 8/02