the torments of the body

have replaced any desire

to go and about

in the strength of youth


for youth is no longer mine

and my body betrays me

every morning I stagger

to get up and hit the bathroom


whoever I was is inside me

looking out my eyes

and uttering cruel oaths

in the view of the mirror


wishing the torments of the mind

would ease me out in accelerated time










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