as we grow older
we trade our dreams
for idiotic insecurities
and symbols of wealth.
.
as we grow older
the lake of possibility
shrinks
and
dissipates
to almost nothing
although
though it’s still there
and very much alive
but the trouble is
we’ve convinced ourselves
it doesn’t exist anymore.
.
as we grow older
so does the earth
and as it grows older
so do the screams to end this
and walk single file
into oblivion together.
.
as we grow older
self-righteousness moves in
like the cousin you never knew or
a friend who said he’d be gone by last week.
you aren’t sure exactly when they came
or whence they came
all you know is
they just finished your bag of pretzels.
.
as we grow older
we are told what to do
what to think
what to eat
and
all the people to avoid
which is boiled down to
everyone
that isn’t your carbon copy.
.
good luck.
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as I grow older
my metabolism hasn’t
it’s still as stubborn
and lazy
and worthless
and defiant
as a 67 year old diabetic since
the day we were paired together
but hey,
it takes two to tango
i suppose.
.
as I grow older
i fear people
and their capabilities
and lack there of
more and more
day after day
forever and ever
amen.
.
as I grow older
i find the privilege
in one true friend
away from the adjustable light
of technologies glow
and into the transfixed light
of unconditional eternity.
.
as I grow older
i miss my family
and am reminded
not so slightly
of the privilege
to be affiliated with angels.
.
as I grow older
my eyes get heavier
with tears
with stories
with sites
with love
with hope.
.
as I grow older
i grasp that fame
albeit fortune too
are the grandest trickeries
of a civilization face down in the gutter.
.
.
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