In ten years, old age coming on

Little time left to feel young 
Like dancing with ladies on a tropical island
Pretending I'm getting young with additives 
As my body starts rotting away

Who says children won't take care of me
when I'll be their burden 
Will this young one give me a guarantee
Would she stay for certain                                                    

As Taiwan's heat would drain my energy
Yellow my skin, pink my eyes, varicose veins
Cough with no cigarettes to recall
More hospital visits than breathtaking vistas

With my last true love's receding aura 
The yo-yo card cannot be refilled 
Open its doors for young pioneers
Horizons grandchildren can keep

My last love waits on the youthful side
Me on the bridge over the arc
Actualizing what I am doing
Not pretending life is never-ending

Shall I let her make me her baby 
who would not mom's advice
To live longer and stronger 
Not loving the way I want, thrice?

motivation to endure my tropical isle 
vacation Ohio River's winter flows
As I smoke cannabis to oblivion
Finish writing those books, Joe Hill

Not in love with this man's last hurrah
Not the reward I worked my life for
Nothing under the wings of wrinkled skin
Till I drop into the sea refused, hollowed in

November 2022

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