Epiphany of Senescence This work is considered exceptional by our editorial staff.

October 1, 2010
Takes away from your
We wake up
One day,
to realize we have forgotten
We try to remember
-no pictures
-no diary
-no documentation of past
Pretentious as we are
We believe we will always
Can you recall that night?

No drug can dredge up
Those beautiful days
when we walked

side by side

among the stars

the world was ours
Assisted living
are the living dead
And we forget
Why we wish
to remember
There is pain mixed with the beauty
We forget to love

but also to hate
Some hunger for senescence in retrograde
Others crave death
slow and painless
And suddenly
as we lay dying
We remember

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