Saturday, November 19, 2005

Older but Wiser

Toothless am I,
with memory fleeting —
wrought with confusion
and cereal eating.

Gone is the recall
seniority throttles;
crumbled, the molars
that opened bottles.
(First went the choppers,
and then, the grinders ...
only now dentures,
as sad reminders.)

Deaf and bereft
of my last incisor.
Toothless, forgetful
... but somehow wiser.


— Ender

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