Tag Archives: aging

wrinkly butts – June 20

6.20.2017 [wrinkly butts] we all have wrinkled butts now sags, lines, cleavages where we lost weight after our skin tone stopped bouncing back a sign of grace though, that when our butts were fat and bulgy we paid attention and … Continue reading

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I ran from my dream – May 30

5.30.2017 I ran from my dream frightened and denying the images of my mortality   body withering skinnier each day the muscles outlined and my lover aware,   that I thought I would have more time, twenty more plenty enough … Continue reading

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his chair gets up – April 20

4.20.2017 his chairs gets up by itself   a button moves him into position   to rise, step, move out for bodily functions.   and yet his voice is clear   his eye sharp his listening full and present,   … Continue reading

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I think this is the year – March 12

3.12.2107 I think this is the year I’ll die, she said sitting in the padded rocker, with a cup of decaf in her hand.   really, we said, this year. yes, I have no idea why I’m still around I’m … Continue reading

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old friends – January 18

1.18.2017 old friends shuffle around the track one mincing steps close to the rail lest a stumble the other at his side chatting and protecting from those who swoop by in their jogs.   no explanations needed.   just a … Continue reading

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contenda – January 13

1.13.2017 he hits the bag full on tall white haired brahmin with the just right speed gloves   as if he could’ve been a contenda   if anyone had noticed. ———————————-

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fixin’s – December 27

12.27.2016 stuff’s breaking down more now he said, old cars degrading piece by piece ‘till you wonder if or when  the motor’s gonna go and it’ll be no longer worth putting the money in to fix ‘er up.   we’re … Continue reading

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