4/25: “more than ninety-one years ago”

tell me some thing you know.


anything at all.

our average life expectancy is
fifty-eight years.

mine isn’t.


well, it isn’t.
you can have my extras;
i’ll live twenty-five years,
and you’ll live to be ninety-five.

you mean ninety-one.
i won’t regardless.


either we’re both ninety-one,
or neither of us is.

i can’t imagine a “neither.”

then we’ll both live forever.
take your medicine.

what for?

because you have sixty-eight
years left to live, at least,
and i will see you through
each and every one of them.

yes, sergeant.

take your medicine.

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