Aging And Ageless

 

Time, that

Funny, fickle

Phenomenon

That to the

Ageless

Sassy soul

Is always now,

But to the

 Dying skin

You’re somehow

Sewn in it’s

Crazy acceleration,

A gunshot ride

Through scars,

Stretch marks,

Sagging, spots

And dryness,

Time, that

Dichotomy

Of illusion

That spins us

Aging and ageless

At the same time

In a never

Ending

Swirl.

 

Stephen Nesbitt ©

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