someday when i’m a hundred i’ll remember

by blake ellington larson

how i used to feel so young amongst
the dinosaur crowd

i’ll remember i’m just an old boy
in a new sweater

that my calm demeanor is really stricken
with sweet sin and marmalade

that i’m trying
to light enough candles in my heart
so’s i can freeze up
these doubts

and meet a woman that reminds me

i’m trying not to notice
shadows from eyeglasses

red lips