Why Old People Are Grumpy

[billy]

i can see you're aiming for brevity with the piece but in this instance i think more can be better.  ( i know i suggested some word cuts but i'm on about actual content) i don't actually get how old people are grumpy from the poem, as an od person i know how or why i'm grumpy. my irratic heartbeat bangs out for a pacemaker, the gap where my tooth used to be isn't healing and my jaw is playing kill the bastard with my brain. the grand kids are screaming and i want to commit what ever kind cide it is that grandads do to grand kids. the 1st stanza gives me something but i want more, i want an image to start me off

Why Old People Are Grumpy


Sentiments
will transcend is will needed?
into legends

or mere fiction,
if it isn't if they haven't
already.

But the loss is [the] needed?
and grief
are real,

and the 'peace',
our ignorance
of history.

No one left
to remember it
soon,

how cockiness
left everything
ruined.