aging: the inevitable

so many months

of waiting, planning

opportunity presents

itself and I balk

afraid of my hands

my words my thoughts

will I be transparent

insecurities abound

feel trapped into being

doing accomplishing

the very things I can

no longer do, lies

about my age creep

through my lips

where there was once

undying pride

 

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