Geriatric Love

My love has grown weary

It is an old and fading being

With cataracts and squinting eyes

Its skin is loose and wrinkled

And its bones ache and swell

As it awakens everyday

And slowly puts its careworn feet

Onto the frigid floor

It falls asleep with very little provocation

And needs to be reminded to pay attention

Sometimes it forgets where it is

And must be guided back from

Its visceral dreams

It remembers youth with great fondness

And some nostalgia

But most of all it desires

Finality and the Great Sleep

So it can rest for a while

And perhaps, many years from now

Be reborn once more

Young, and completely new.

2014

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