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approaching another birthday
I’m wondering now if others of my age
feel their reserves of energy,
and their ability
for pleasure and for pleasuring
have grown too thin
for measurement,
and that against the world’s vicissitudes
they’ve lost within themselves
their sense of density,
that there’s duration left
within their lives.
I wonder, too.
if they, like me, have given up all hope
to be remade, arrayed, displayed,
in joy.
feel their reserves of energy,
and their ability
for pleasure and for pleasuring
have grown too thin
for measurement,
and that against the world’s vicissitudes
they’ve lost within themselves
their sense of density,
that there’s duration left
within their lives.
I wonder, too.
if they, like me, have given up all hope
to be remade, arrayed, displayed,
in joy.
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