Once upon a time…
No, too romantic, and
Prelude to a too-long tale…
I strive for unsuccessful
Brevity, this introduction:
I’m a dinosaur—ancient and aging
Lingering in length of years far
Longer than I’d planned, desired—
And in bad humor, having been thrust
Into the rudely hypocritical illusion
Of a modern era, rife with abominable
Evidence of poor taste, and technology
Which bestirs in me a temper, setting
These rotting teeth on edge…scary
Appearance of minimal benefit.
I lumber with annoying slowness
Heavy adipose folds of sagging skin
Almost swaying ‘mid ponderous gait.
I frown (a superior shield): vision veiled
With cataracts, my hearing a nearly
Humorous conversational mix-up, and
Because every worn-out part of me
Complains from pain, injuries.
Thoughts are constant sensate storm
Of unfair weather: bitter-bleak brown clouds
Whirring, whirling repetitive scenes…rampant
Injustice-tangled tumbleweeds of scraping
Barbed memories…stinging wounds un-soothed
Unhealed by torrential brackish rain pummeling
Briefest passing peace-edged periods.
Dinosaur, yes—dragged into each
Dust-crusted day, with deepening scaly dread.
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