Bourbon Heroin

Bourbon and Heroin

Bourbon and Heroin

It's the way I want to go

when I'm a hundred and alone

Eighty or Ninety may be the new young

but ask the old what they think

as they sneer at the youngsters sayings

Don't be a patronizing asshole to me young man

I'd rather be having sex with your beautiful smoking hot wife

than be called a 'cute old man'

screw that into your head and remember it when your'e the old man!

This cute old man has seen a thousand things you have not

Done a million you cannot conceive of

held the hand of a dying child, man and woman

and wept for what was and was not,

what will be and cannot.

So pour me a glass of my finest bourbon

Give me a snort of that smack

crank up some Stones, Gustaven, Miles and Vivaldi

and lets get this done.

Regrets, I've had a few but any life . . . well lived . . .

better have some damn regret,

Without one there is not the other.

Bourbon and heroin

it's the way I want to go

living to be a hundred

if I'm all alone.

I'll have a few friends

who'll join me in those last drinks

and I will love them all forever

and hold them close, so close,

close to my heart.

So pour me one last glass

of that dark and smoky blend

I'll see you on the flip side

of gravity and rainbows end.

    David McCullough

     June 2014