I try on my death suit regularly,
and even after my cancer surgery,
it’s still too long in the arms and legs..
This year I did manage to find a
comfy pair of shoes in a size 9 1/2
that don’t make my toes numb.
in a few years I will come into a
nice inheritance and will be able to
afford a tailor that will get it right.
Thinking about a lot of things— happy, sad and morbid.
This is really a flip of an older tailoring poem .