Slow time may quickly pass into waiting arms
But sometimes what has been left stays fresh
And we come to find it has been meted no harm
Which I had expected I must confess.
There is change in each of us; we’re different, less free
Which happens and isn’t to be good or bad
Thankfully we still speak the same tongue eternally
We cherish our past and still we add
To the legend of us unravelling over time.
While we disappear to parts we also last
We both know that neither us, nor life, is sublime
But why remember mistakes when slow time moves fast?
Unravel tongue thankfully
“Life sublime happens eternally” but
Make mistakes in the same speech.
Time’s waiting arms meted harm. No!
Legend mistakes slow time for what is preserved-
There IS cherished change.
And more- a confession; we both know.
We both know what stays quickly fresh
Good or bad expectation; less free life
Still some slowly sublime change
And now we are suddenly told by children we are old
And referred to as ‘that man’ or ‘that woman’
By people we don’t know.
As a retort I have decided to age gracelessly
With humour, and exaggerate my deafness
Laughing when people who don’t know me shout at me
So I can reply “easy, I’m not that deaf”.
Those who do know me will roll their eyes and
Expect me to remember something I really didn’t hear.
But I am still pink and squishy on the inside.
In short- pretty much the same, maybe a bit dirty from the poisons
Our society enjoys. And I feel the same as I always have.
What is it to feel older? At most I realise I can handle
The shit things that happen in life
Which I might not have thought I could deal with.
But for all that one gets educated by life
Some people have more living to do in the same period of time.
Age is experience.
And I feel the same as I always have.
Our society expects me to remember something
I realise I can handle. But I am still on the inside.
Pretty much the same, maybe from the poisons
a bit gracelessly I exaggerate dirty humour
Educated by life I might not have thought
I really didn’t hear ‘that man’ or ‘that woman’ but
I’m that deaf.
As a retort I have decided to age
And now we are suddenly told by children we are old
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So I can reply “easy,”
when people who don’t know me shout at me
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