old poem
11/2012 

the girl got up
and went to work
in the big 
city. 

young
blue eyes
sharp
and clear.

me
left
alone
in
bed.

ten minutes later
I aged twenty 
years.

I walked across the room
to the kitchen and
fixed myself
something to 
eat.

hands
shrivled up
like dead
rats.

oh man, I was so old!

I could
hardly
lift my
knife -
it was
really
heavy.

she'll be back
in a few hours
I said to 
myself.

that will be nice.