Category Archives: Aging

Sanity Check

As much as I feel 23 inside,or 17, or 32, like you,I live in fact, and I don’t want to hidefrom changes that with every year accrue.So I will face my face, accept I’ve lostmuch elasticity and useful fat.My bones … Continue reading

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Quibbling

“You claim you hunger to be seen, but I’mexactly opposite,” she said to me.“You want your loves to understand in timethe inner you, but I’d prefer to beassessed as I portray, like I’m on primeTV, and rock a role.” But … Continue reading

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Collected Correspondence

Three years of correspondence I retainedof traded histories and promised sex,that crashed in realization. I disdainedcontinuation, but among the wrecksof revelation I preserved a pileof printouts that might generate a workof future fiction. Tucked into a file,I kept the tracks … Continue reading

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Willing to Winnow

The future will of course proceed to shrink,by natural operation and my aim.Of late I look to next year, and I thinkI’ll still be occupied. I’ll change my game;I’ll turn away from office work, unlinkmy Wednesday visits. Not the samewill … Continue reading

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Box Filling

I’ve lived here nearly 18 years, and keptmost papers I have filed or received.I tolerate no clutter and I’ve swept,but folders should have long ago been heaved.I’ll spend an hour weekly. I’m adeptenough to fill one banker’s box, relievedto move … Continue reading

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Quest of Questions

I’ve opened an exploratory questby comprehending I’m beyond the brinkof benchmarks in a standard screening test.I’m gathering ideas and facts, to thinkabout – will I use bars or try a vest?endure new shots or gulp a stirring drink?Investigating foods and … Continue reading

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Scarfing

With every year of age I grow more chill –the thermostat acquires a degreefor winter settings, now in force untilnear May. I comprehend felinity –I’m like a window cat who climbs to beasleep in sunlight, afternoons adrape.I’ve grown to love … Continue reading

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Priori-Me

Accused of selfishness when I was 8,which word was seconded and reinforcedmaliciously, I tried at first debate,and later by my actions to negatethe charge, which never had a base in fact.The blamers weren’t folks I had endorsed –they demonstrated neither … Continue reading

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Cutting Back

For 8 and 50 years I have enjoyedblack coffee in the morning, with no illeffect. But currently I can’t avoidadmitting that 8 cups are overkill.Of late a racing heart has me annoyed,and my left hand when typing is unstill.My stomach … Continue reading

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Fails and Fluctuations

Misplacing several surnames recently,and losing till a prompt “formaldehyde,”I won’t ignore the signs entirely.My thoughts have lost some cutting edge. Insideis not as hale as it’s assumed to bewhen I’m away from mirrors, and abidewith expectations set five decades back.I’ll … Continue reading

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