Age

Shaking woke me up

Not from drink

Pills to shore me up

Sit on the edge of our bed

Hold .

Sit and know

Tiredness in all pores

Worry about being up to scratch

Count the stars

The flowers in the field

Stars long dead, petals washed by wind and rain

Who is your brother now?

Share wealth hope happiness

Age washes up on the beach

Strange things dredged from our past

Leave them on strange beaches

Don’t drag them from  shores

Washed by tides and memories

You cant change them

Time changes them

Washes them into caves.

Drags them out to the currents of thoughts

Patterns in your past.

 

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