the existential humor of my own death

it's gonna happen.
I know it. 
when I was young, it used to scare me.
now, not so much. 
I'm so tired that sometimes I welcome it
with classical music. 
each sneeze reminds me that
each day is a clock. 
so I tweet something stupid
and call today a success.
then I drink a beer
and write this bullshit,
hoping it is a legacy left
for the ones I've loved or hated.
so just laugh with me here.