I wish that you were old and weathered
that wrinkles irrigated your face
that your hair was a halo of white
that your bones ached
and that you complained
with coughs and curses
about your great old age
rather than
Death held you
young & forever
locked in the center
of his ageless eye.
Dónall Dempsey
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