aplus
01-05-2005, 10:09 AM
http://slumz.boxden.com/showthread.php?t=138177
This was inspired by some old folks that were at the grocery store in front of me in line...got me to think about how it might feel to be seventy or some sh*t...this ain't my best work, but I figured i could share and maybe the crits will help me improve it...1
Getting Older
He stares at her with nearsighted clarity
as she shuffles through aisles with a walker,
picking up cantaloupes
and squinting at labels on dented can goods,
trying to check them for fiber content.
Her fingers are creased
time has tattooed them with wrinkles
but he remembers them smooth,
and moisturized with scented lotions,
when her young hands explored
his uncharted erogenous zones
at the local park near Lake Superior
after he had shyly asked
for her soft hand in marriage.
And then he recalls how her ample breasts
used to reach towards his hands horizontally
before gravity dragged them towards the ground,
the same downward direction
of his now elderly erection.
“Those were the good old days”, he thinks
as they slowly proceed towards
the express lane checkout
with way more than twelve items.
This was inspired by some old folks that were at the grocery store in front of me in line...got me to think about how it might feel to be seventy or some sh*t...this ain't my best work, but I figured i could share and maybe the crits will help me improve it...1
Getting Older
He stares at her with nearsighted clarity
as she shuffles through aisles with a walker,
picking up cantaloupes
and squinting at labels on dented can goods,
trying to check them for fiber content.
Her fingers are creased
time has tattooed them with wrinkles
but he remembers them smooth,
and moisturized with scented lotions,
when her young hands explored
his uncharted erogenous zones
at the local park near Lake Superior
after he had shyly asked
for her soft hand in marriage.
And then he recalls how her ample breasts
used to reach towards his hands horizontally
before gravity dragged them towards the ground,
the same downward direction
of his now elderly erection.
“Those were the good old days”, he thinks
as they slowly proceed towards
the express lane checkout
with way more than twelve items.
