The Old Man and the Sun

The old man stood there
one foot on the stoop
two fingers on a cigarette
one hand attempting to block the beating of the sun
"just turn around" I said
but he payed no mind
grumbled something
about young kids
his ignorance held him in
an
uncomfortable place
I've seen this before
far too many times
and I've seen it in
myself
and I've let myself sit
uncomfortable
far too long
for too ignorant reasons
that old man
too set in his ways to change
a simple rotation
too far stuck in the shitter
to
clean himself
off
and i stand over him
puking my guts out
trying to get this taste
out of my mouth
funny
it doesn't taste like
whiskey