Sunday, July 25, 2010

what hurts most (a poem)

what hurts most

about growing old are not the aches
as naggingly sharp as they are
or the loss of energy through the day
or the slipping memory of a moment
and the blunt nostalgia when
memory doesn't fail

what hurts most is the neglect
the existential clarity
of being irrelevant
like a man waiting for a bus
that never arrives
and would go nowhere if it did

--Charles Deemer

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