The science of aging

Wrinkled clothes and wrinkled face

Sagging limbs and sagging mind

 

Sick friends bowled over

All strikes

No spares

 

Time pushes through the open door

The cosmic land of forgetfulness

 

Forgot the names

Forgot the dates

Forgot the words

Forget it

 

Losing all the wars

Gravitas to gravity

Wisdom to stupor

Elegance to deadpan

 

All dead ends

 

Inexorable pull to the ground

On the way to be

Gulped by the unforgiving

Black hole

 

Science is wrong

The universe is shrinking

◄ There must be a way

As far as the eyes can see ►

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Jeannot

Fri 20th Sep 2019 01:06

Don, thank you, nice to hear from you

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Don Matthews

Fri 20th Sep 2019 00:17

So good Jeannot.....everything about it

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Jeannot

Thu 19th Sep 2019 21:23

Adriana, thank you very much for reading this poem

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Adriana de los Angeles Diaz Rizo

Thu 19th Sep 2019 21:20

I liked the last line. The idea that as we age our universe is shrinking

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