Tempus pro nemine manet
It's the day there comes
a knock on the door
and you open it to find
a government agent
with a glowing, hot iron.
You drop your drawers
and OLD is eternally
branded on your ***
It is painful, sad,
absurd and funny.
Sweet relief, too.
Never again must you
worry about getting old
or dying young.
You are old. It is official.
From now on there is
only older and older
until there isn't
and then the mystery.
Merrily, merrily,
merrily, merrily,
life and death,
but the same dream.
Oct 19, 2016
Oct 19, 2016 at 3:12 AM UTC
Tempus pro nemine manet
It's the day there comes
a knock on the door
and you open it to find
a government agent
with a glowing, hot iron.
You drop your drawers
and OLD is eternally
branded on your ***
It is painful, sad,
absurd and funny.
Sweet relief, too.
Never again must you
worry about getting old
or dying young.
You are old. It is official.
From now on there is
only older and older
until there isn't
and then the mystery.
Merrily, merrily,
merrily, merrily,
life and death,
but the same dream.
