The stubble outline
of a freshly shaved head
forces a question:

was this a choice or
was it a default?

I watch with
bemused recognition
their vainglorious and
futile fight
against the ravages
of time

I embrace the wrinkles
on my face
in the hope they’ll
resemble the wrinkles
on my brain

I offer this prayer
to the Eternal God:
let me accept
this entropy
gracefully
gratefully

to err is human
to forgive, divine
so
I forgive my eyes
their diminishing clarity

I forgive my knees
their weakening
as I keep climbing
the endless ladder

I forgive my arteries
my penis
and my ears
for their complicity
and silent betrayal

I forgive God
for denying me
the time machine
that the advertising culture
keeps promising me

and I’ll just buy
looser fitting pants
and forego that
second helping
of fried chicken

but I’m not
buying a toupee
or shaving my head.
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Reply #2 Top
but I’m not
buying a toupee
or shaving my head.


Me either Buddah.

(And this one certainly hits close to home...)
Reply #3 Top
I embrace the wrinkles
on my face
in the hope they’ll
resemble the wrinkles
on my brain


fantastic
Reply #4 Top
I won't be shaving my head either but I refuse to be party to a comb-over.

Excellent, as usual...
Reply #5 Top
and I’ll just buy
looser fitting pants
and forego that
second helping
of fried chicken

I'll second that. But....maybe just seconds on the wings, they aren't so big.
Reply #6 Top
And here I thought you were taking the Nazarite vow! LOL

Hope you're doing well

Shalom,

AD
Reply #7 Top
Thanks all for the kind comments.

I don't have the kind of face that would lend itself to a shiny pate.

Shine on,
Buddah
Reply #8 Top
I've read this a dozen times and I keep coming back to it. I love it.
Reply #9 Top
Ya right-o brother. I thought you were getting a little thin last I saw you. I loved it.

Johnny