Prufrock Redux

by July 20, 2011 0 comments

I am old
Prufrockian old
(I am told)
My toes are cold
Teeth filled with gold
I cannot hold
A fork.

I am old
A very old

(Not bold
I am told)
There is mold
In the rolled
Of my cuffs.

Don’t scold
I am too old.

editors note:

Keep yer admonitions to yerselves, youngsters! After so many years, “no excuse” is the best we can offer. – mh

Leave a Reply