Jan Oskar Hansen Poet Bio

Lunch Cafe

The lunch café 
 I`m not dying to die, but I like to weigh less
To be free of this old body this harness of humanity 
It was not always so I was young once 
And made a drama out of politics and sex 
In a way, I simmered down when reaching middle-aged
Then a wanted a daughter by didn`t find a woman 
Suitable, they were ti stupid, and I wanted my child to
Be a genius be, say a brain surgeon at 15 
I met a doctor once we had much to drink I nearly made it 
but she woke up and refused. 
Then suddenly I was old had no future no higher grade
from the old people's home nearby they came and bath me
change wet sheets, tough women and that is ok,
they give me lunch not what I like; politely I throw the food
into the loo and flush than I drive to my café
where they know what I like.
Big table cloth down to the floor if Flora slips under there 
and give me a blow-job ten minutes before lunch
it will be a perfect day

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