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Old 12-26-2016, 07:54 PM   #1
monster
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Suddenly Old

Wrinkles and brown spots like a well-pored map
Signs of roads I've travelled, I can live with that
But my idols, my heroes all popping their clogs
Barely older than me in the case of old Yog
The only one left, Alan Alda from MASH
Twice the age of the others, still cutting a dash
I wonder if his joints crackle and ache just like mine
If he feels like arthritis is just marking time
Or if he's a zombie, long gone but still moving
I'd rather have Freddie, still Crooning and groovin'
Yes, I just wrote this poem on the spot
But who knows how much longer we've got
Live for the moment, skip the rough draft
Get out there and do it, have the last laugh

This post wasn't intended to be a pseudo-poetry thing, I just didn't know where to start. Rhyme's just easier. Restrictions provide a freedom.

I feel so old. I was still pretty young just moments ago. My oldest kid is only 19, and I had her when I was 27. I'm still not all that old, right? But now my soulmate and I have both faced health challenges usually only encountered by people finishing up their stints on the earth. And I hurt. And he hurts. And I look old. He looks way better than I do. 18 months on, no-one has any idea how sick he is. Or even that he is. I've always hated the way I looked, but now I want it back for a little bit more -I guess it wasn't all that bad. But that doesn't help. It's not constructive. It's frivolous in the circumstances

So start over on the minute, the hour the day
'Til the maudlin bullshit is blasted away
I will get on, do the best that I can
To pretend I still count, that there's a need for my plan
And I'll never wear people with a clashing red hat
No things go on my head, and I only wear black
Thank you for listening, no need for response
I guess I just needed a vent for my bonce


I'm 46 btw, for those who didn't know and wanted to. Is everyone surprised by old age, even though they know it's coming -like the puff of air when you get your eyes tested? So idiotic and yet

I guess my crap poetry is my clown facepaint and these are my tears.

My gut is telling me to erase this and not post it, but I think I might just post anyway

**as you were, soldiers**
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