Mid-Life Crisis Poem by Roger Gerald Hicks

This poem
has a mid-life crisis.
It tried bungee jumping
did two
parachute jumps
tried a new
convertible
and yoga lessons
with the girls

This poem
has chronic fatigue
tried testosterone
then estrogen
then grape seeds-
nothing
nothing

This poem
was laid off
like a novel
and a short story
on the same
block

Now it sleeps on
a park bench
under a newspaper
begs coins
on a corner
watches people
walk by
averting their eyes.