Wednesday, November 13, 2013

My Nose Is Growing Despite The Change In Seasons

Feeling the sun on my face on the first seriously cold day of fall.
Reminded me of a poem from Richard Brautigan, one of my favorite writers.

My Nose Is Growing Old

Yup.
A long lazy September look
in the mirror
say it's true.

I'm 31
and my nose is growing
old.

It starts about 1/2
an inch
below the bridge
and strolls geriatrically
down
for another inch or so:
stopping.

Fortunately, the rest
of the nose is comparatively
young.

I wonder if girls
will want me with an
old nose.

I can hear them now
the heartless bitches!

"He's cute
but his nose
is old." 

3 comments:

  1. Tell me about it Richard.

    "Sometimes life is merely a matter of coffee and whatever intimacy a cup of coffee affords.”
    ― Richard Brautigan

    ReplyDelete