A Standing Battle
There is a standing battle
T’wixt the rattling bones,
The cartilages, ligaments, the brain and brawn.
Not those alone, of course,
The course of days a standing loss,
The force of nature stranger than
The strongest man.
Can one oppose it?
One can chew, not gulp…
Rinse the dandruff from the scalp…
Skip the sugar and the syrup…
Supposing that these things will help.
‘Help’ – what is it?
Bits wear out;
Mechanisms breakdowns, schisms
Jostling for position.
Muscles sculpted, weight kept low;
Standing un-astounding breakdowns,
Standing upkeep neck down,
Age a standing battle now.
A Standing Battle 2.10. 2022/revised 4.18.2022 Circling Round Ageing; Arlene Nover Corwin
Arlene Corwin Poetry 