Nothing New?

Twenty-Ten?

How does that figure?
You figure them out.

The smoke gets into mine selfsame eyes.

What?
What?
What?

Dok. Look at it my way.


I sit here all nice and quiet for ten, twelve years -
(Or so)....
And nothing happens.

Feels twice as long now,
By their way.

Then,you change my medication.
I go to sleep, after taking it last night!

This morning I did wake up.
It's actually factually a new day.

Fact.

Thanks, Dok.

I appreciate all your efforts.
Yes. I feel better.
I mean. Yes.
I most certainly do.
Better.


Oh Dok?
This is a lifetime committment, right?
Just wondering.

Don't worry.
It's cool.

DAYS GO BYE.

Where do they wind up?
Who puts them away?
Are they any more than a memory now?

The pain I feel...
Will I feel it tomorrow?

The thoughts I think now...
Will I recall them again?

The words I speak today...
Will anyone hear them next Tuesday?

If I do something today....
Will it matter next month?

I'm what - 55?
Good Lord.

The years have gone by.
They have.

One Equation

Tell me man if this computes:

Can you figure it?
Pressures of daily wife.

Lord God, have a piece of pity on me.
Give this Earth peace.

Cool?


Look at this Bub:

All Right?

1000 villagers choked by Mother Nature.
Did I get to say - GOOD BYE?

Never happen.
They bit the last cheese doodle.
You figure it.


Now Doc.

What's the matter?
You can't take a joke?

Hey. I listen to you.
Pox. Pox. Pox. And more Pox.

It really isn't that bad.
Once you get over their stench.

Those street urchins, doc.
Doc.

Johnny loves it.
Did anyway.