Fun and frolic
Thoughts of the elderly
Too old, too young
Depends on your century
Fanny Hill, Benny Hill
Salacious, audacious, flirtatious
A smile, a sly look, lips to lick
My but she is voracious
Oh
Look
That
Is
My
Granny
My oh my cover her fanny
Who would have thought?
Who could have known?
I have a randy granny
A subject
An act
An experience
To enjoy
To hate
To salivate
Together
Alone
In groups
At home
Clothed
Naked
Discuss it
Want it
Need it
Love it
Find it
DO IT
Indoor
Outdoor
In the car
On a boat
Even near a moat
In public
In private
Or stark ass naked
S e X
Satisfyingly Messy
A short subject close to my heart
What is betrayal to me?
One father who didn’t fight for me.
Another father who molested me
A mother who ripped my soul from my body then stomped on it.
I was the child
Not something to be used then forgotten.
Not something to be torn apart and left for dead.
How am I supposed to feel?
This way?
That way?
Your way?
Mine?
How do you judge someone?
Did you listen when told why?
Don’t assume as was so widely done.
Confused
If I can’t fix me how do I fix you?
I cannot be what you want,
I am not what you expected.
I wasn’t there
I was always here
I am too old for this pain
I don’t want it
Buried deep
Then it finds its way out
Make this ache dissipate!
Age doesn’t matter when life bites you in the ass.
Hurt just hurts.
©Saroya Poirier
When you are ten
Old and gray are so far away
When you are 16
The years do not go fast enough
When you are 20
Freedom to do, go, be
When you are 30
The world is yours to mold
When you are 40
Try hard get more
When you are 50
Life is beautiful
When you are 60
Where did go it used to go slow
When you are 70
No matter the past is history
Will you be 80
Stiff and slow
No more, the end
