What does being 72
mean
that being 22
doesn’t?

Well,
one thing,
certainly!
It means I am
well out of danger
of dying before my time!

So I better have had
the time of my life
before
the time of my life
is gone.

Surely,
no one standing at my grave
will say,
“Pity! He had such potential!”
I figure everything kinetic
is pretty well
squeezed out by now!

Not much left but
remembering the memories
and hoping the effects
of my being
-causal-
are, at least,
-neutral-,
at best,
-benevolent-,

and maybe holding on for
one more kiss,
or,
glutton that I am,
maybe a 2nd.