Dingo the Dissident

THE BLOG OF DISQUIET : Qweir Notions, an uncommonplace-book from the Armpit of Diogenes, binge-thinker jottings since 2008 .

Sunday, 14 January 2018

Somehow, I was untouched

by the terrible necromancy
that turns children into Adults,
and so, aged seventy-six
I'm still nineteen.

1 comment:

Marcus Billson said...

We all have that "age" where we really think we are. Mine is twenty-six. Stay young.

January 16, 2018

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