Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Old to Young

Bafflement and beauty. Muddled and clear. State of mind in old ideas. Brains and brawn, the body weakens in time. Call out decades, whisper the years. See if they remember when; when you were young and strong; when your mind was able...beauty in blue eyes beholden to time. Lips grow mute. The eyes, too, as darkening circles closing down the mind.

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