silvered hair
is like a siren going off.
the tighter
pants,
the snug shirt,
the recession of gums,
told to you
by a too young
dentist.
the ache of bones
for no
reason.
the new crease in
your brow,
the blurred paper,
readable
just yesterday.
all adding up that
you may be in
your autumn
season.
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