Strumming Through Middle Age

So what's middle age anyway except a state of mind that some struggle to get through and overcome. Here's a collection of poems that deals with the everything that come with it. The book opens with: STRUMMING THROUGH MIDDLE AGE. Strumming as in humming humming as in thumbing thumbing as in reclining through life without the will to sit up. Passing shapes passing figures stick figures strumming by running by. Running? Really running not strumming. Man on your left lady on your right running. Gone today gone tomorrow. Whose strumming now? Me you him? Whose humming me you him? Whose doing anything? Me you him? Who cares don't care fail to care. So strumming running humming strumming through life and failing to care bare or witness the stare failing to care and strumming.