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My Skin Is Wrinkling

Might we all have an expiration date, A notation reading “best if used by?” Spoiled if not given proper handling A critical concern now up for debate. I’ve noticed lately my skin is wrinkling My eyes are becoming rheumy, I fear, I’m clearly not as good as I used to be The milk in my refrigerator is blinking. Past my prime, still I’m good for awhile I don’t see a date stamped on me either And I don’t feel I’m all used up quite yet, If for nothing else, I’m good for a smile! Written February 28, 2022

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Marco Chies

Date: 3/1/2022 7:32:00 AM

some poets create an image so solidly real and pulsating that it invades other people's brains. the milk blinking is a hilarious but frightening image Milton!!!!

L Milton Hankins
Date: 3/1/2022 8:30:00 AM

I suppose, Marco. For me, the milk souring even while it is refrigerated is a reminder that under the best of conditions and circumstances, we are reaching our appointed prime dates. Thanks so much for your read and your thoughts. I really appreciate hearing from you.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 2/28/2022 9:10:00 PM

this is one that oldies can relate to. i'm sure getting up there. You had some very cute parts, like the unclear vision and milk appearing to blink. Clever.

L Milton Hankins
Date: 2/28/2022 9:50:00 PM

Thanks, Andrea. I just noticed this "wrinkling" a few days ago, especially when I wake up in the mornings. Oh well, another sign....I go to the ophthamologist tomorrow to have a work-up on my cataracts. If it's not one thing, it's another! Thanks again, friend.