We are getting auld – a cruel
realisation for some among
those I have known – slicing
by worrisome creases ‘cross
wired lips – Botox all done &
exercising a necessary act &
limp hair & dicks need trick-
drugs to get them up – We’ll
look less like ourselves as a
hint of our parents creeps &
steals our bravado – she has
become her mother & other
horror stories get told – See
how fear of ageing sups her
time [watch self-lovers die]