maturity – September 13

9.13

my eyes are aging, the slow

falling apart disturbing when

the answer is you can’t fix it.

 

accepting the disintegration

is an affront I am not ready

to let go or give in to.

 

they say that acceptance is

one of the marks of maturity…

screw ‘em.

——————–

 

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