what the sun has done

alone

in the large waiting room.

scrolling my

phone,

waiting

to be called in

to the doctor.

it occurs to me that

i may

be old now.

despite the  bright

green t-shirt

and tennis shoes,

the ball cap

and muscled arms

from the gym,

i'm there.

i've arrived.

and now they need to 

remove

what the sun has done

through the years

from my skin.