Wednesday, January 27, 2016

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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