Thursday, February 25, 2010

Someday you'll grow old

I can see it in your eyes
your skin
the wrinkles waiting in the wings
hiding beneath the fallacy of eternal youth
waiting to burst
to spring forth
to rupture and meld
you anew

The way you talk and
the way I talk and
the way we all lose a little more each day
new cells every 7 years?
Does time really go by faster, the older you get?
How much do hemroids hurt, really?
And are all thoughts of retirement an exercise in futility?

I felt like I've been old my whole life
so it's all well and good for me
Poe wrote of conquering worms
I think he was onto something
"Live and let die"
as if we had a choice in the matter
I say try to stay live
because that I'm built to do.

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