Copyright © 2018 by Marvin Cohen

If I'm old, and my boyhood schoolmates are dead,
where does that leave ME?
I'm now absolutely free
to join them in non-existence,
which doesn't console me an inch.
Death is totally negative. That's a cinch
that makes the still-living wince
if they're eligible candidates
to adjust their future dates
to join old school buddies
in irretrievable consciousness loss.
The teachers died earlier,
now the students follow.
I find it increasingly hard to swallow.