February 23, 2023Poem

If you let me drown in a teaspoon

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If you let me drown in a teaspoon

Or choke on my toast

It would be incongruous

To say the least

But it is possible

One day when I’m helpless

I will need to be released.

Will you be the one I can trust

To make certain

I am untangled

From gadgets new-fangled

Linked to my brain

Designed to maintain

An interest in life extension

When without them

I would truly depend

On all hope to end.

Give me a pill

Then read the will

Between you and me

That is the way it should be.

Too many promises

Are made to be broken

Nothing I say

Was meant to be spoken

Without making good

On the past

And saving

The best lines till last