Don’t grow old she said,
“keep your muscles tight and your figure small”
“..and have a little fun with the boys”

You see, your back will curve like the windy seaside road of Route One,
and your skin will fall,
fall straight down to the depths of lost and unremarkable time.

But worst of all, your mind will play *****,
it will make you question everything you once knew so well,
it becomes your worst enemy.
Yet, you ironically don’t want it to slip away any further.

“Stay young, darling...” she said,
“..time is your own illusion, so pretend as if it is never there.”