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Tempus Edax Rerum
By M. L. Needle
Copyright 1995 M. L. Needle

 A poem about an older woman's fleeting reflections on time.

A lit cigarette in the dark
its red eye gleaming and winking
the tar-pitched night
a haven for all my try-outs-
Sprinkled starlight reaches me
and for all I know
those stars have lived out their lives.
My time creeps slowly
yet decades pass.
A certain age brought thoughts to my lips,
now I have crisscrossed that age.
My body slack
the map of veins
too much bother to do anything about.
Looking at a youth wistfully,
knowing I could have
him but so what.
A shade is pulled down on the afternoon sun;
its heat makes me forget.