turning back the clock

I buy a dozen syringes of
botox
to try and erase some of the wrinkles
that have
accumulated over
the years.
sun damage, worry, laugh lines.
drinking and carousing,
thinking too hard about
things
I can't change.
the weather, work,
sleepless nights.
it's an impossible task, but
I give it a shot
and manage to shave a few months
off
the calendar. turn back the clock,
a smidgeon.