Grown Old
Old sinew, old bone
Leather wrinkled, shrink wrapped
Flapping, sagging
Just bags of desiccation
Flesh on bones, soft as down
Veins mapping
Time skitters
Slips past
Unaware
Posted: Thursday, October 28th, 2021 @ 8:25 am
Categories: Poems.
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