Betrayal
Arthritic and frail, bent,
a shuffling mass of cracking limbs
creating a living dirge of creaks and pops.
Betrayed
by one’s bones,
deceived
and misled by the vibrancy of youth,
so very fickle, fleeting,
like a dishonest mistress
with her eye set on another prize,
for the vitality of youth
has no intention of fidelity
once the back starts to hunch
and the knuckles swell and curl.
Vivacity
has gone the way
of
the unfaithful paramour, leaving one to wonder…
what could have been done differently
to keep the love alive in one’s own body.
~~~
First published in Wilderness House Literary Review
September 29, 2014
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