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Feeling Mortal

from The Man Who Loved Beer by Kevin P. Gilday

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Today, I'm feeling mortal
The veneer of life has been exposed
As nothing more than wishful thinking
My confident gait has been transposed
Twenty thousand leagues below sinking
I face a world of dangers in a suit of jelly,
Shoes shined, hair styled, prominent beer belly

Today, I'm feeling mortal
Harangued by a hangover induced fear
I swear I can hear my life ticking away
Shower supplemented by a misplaced tear
Make hay while you may
Because some days begin with a convex head
And end in a confessional box shaped like a bed

Today, I'm feeling mortal
Like every step will be my last
Like my time is up, my fate is sealed
Like I'm living a dream of my past
Picking a scab before it's healed
Stripping away the layers with impunity
Just long enough until I get my opportunity

Step off the pavement
I'll be hit by a bus
Slip into a silent coma
Go without a fuss
Burn like a torch
Charcoal and pus

Death is waiting for me

Smoke poisonous fumes
My lungs give out
Beaten to death
In an infamous bout
Contract a tropical disease
A viral rout

Death is waiting for me

Today, I'm feeling mortal
Acutely aware of my imminent demise
Knowledge of the end divined
Too full of random elegy to surmise
Too far gone to change my mind
Mortality - an empty room, a hopeless plea
Always, death is waiting for me

Today, I'm feeling mortal

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from The Man Who Loved Beer, released June 21, 2015

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Kevin P. Gilday is an award-winning writer and spoken word artist from Glasgow, Scotland.

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