Friday, January 10, 2020

Some Kind Of Victory. By Ian Lewis Copestick



How does wisdom accumulate ?
I don't know, but I really don't think
That it has anything at all to
Do with time. Looking back
I was probably wiser at 12
Years old than I am at 47.
Plus, the older you get, the
More your brain cells die. I'm sure
That I read somewhere once upon
A time that every drag on a
Fag that you have it kills so
Many brain cells. The same
With every alcoholic drink too.
So, not for the first time, I wonder
How on Earth I've managed
To make it past 30.
I'm getting close to 50.
If I make it I will consider it
Some kind of victory.







Ian Lewis Copestick is a 46 year old writer (I prefer that term to poet ) from Stoke on Trent, England. I spend most of my life sitting,  thinking then sometimes writing. I have been published in Anti Heroin Chic, the Dope Fiend Daily, Outlaw Poetry, Synchronized Chaos, the Rye Whiskey Review, Medusa's Kitchen and Horror Sleaze Trash.

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