Neil Gray - Change in aspirations.

When I was younger
I wanted to go out like Morrison.

Life lived at
break neck speed

Debauched

High

Dead in Paris
at age 28.

Nowadays
I just want to be
Tom Waits

Sat on a porch
with a glass of wine
in my hand

And my cat's
asleep at my feet.

It's funny,

as each passing year
drags you one step
closer to death

your priorities seem
to
change.

Neil Gray

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/change-in-aspirations/