I imprisoned my

brain 

   In the salad mix

   Of existence

  Cabbage

    And lettuce 

Some blue cheese dressing

maybe

  And some carrots

   Good stuff

  Some days the brain 

    Gets outside itself

pizza?  With sausage?

    Like studying trigonometry 

In high school

   But yer 64 years old

Things change

  the brain is a little different 

Like the paint on that car

Used to be so damn shiny

  Not it's faded away the rain

Got on it and

   the sun

So it still goes 

Maybe Olive Garden?