What Happened To… by Dave Dutton-Fraser Writer, Wizard, Former Criminal Mastermind


What happened to those

Blue haired old ladies

Who looked at me with

Disapproval in their eyes and

Disdain in their hearts

When I was a younger man.

“Look at him, what a disgrace”

They would whisper to each other.

“He’s stumbling and he smells

Like liquor and he’s drunk and

It’s only the middle of the day,

He has no future, not him.”

I would laugh and grin for

I didn’t believe in futures,

Not for me or even

Blue haired old ladies.

Now some times my sides hurt

And blood invades

My waste and vomit and

The blue haired old ladies

Have all gone




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