Black Veiled Wolf
Old means sudden pain of unknown origin.
Fluency of mind becomes like a foreigner.
Old means the circle has shrunk to a point.
Old is ignored, like a newly minted orphan.
Old is when the glitter of friendships fades away.
The aloofness of acquaintance retreats into its haze.
Old is a black-veiled wolf cooing like a virgin sage.
Old is the white crow cawing down the final days.
Old is dusty gray and mountain lake so cold...
The crippled myth is that it's crafted out of gold.
Old is infinite goodbyes and infrequent hellos.
Old inhales its ashes, then etched onto stone...
Old is both a satin blessing and a burlap curse.
After all, we could have perished well before our birth.
Old is not for the thinly veined nor the pastel-hearted.
Old recalls that wide-eyed child curled up inside the dark.
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