What to do?

What do you do when you are 98 at 28?
How do you live the difference,
In reverse?

Scratch decadent memories,
Friendship coupons,
Thick, pointless animosities?
Or do you gnaw,
At your lonliness,
What do you do?

What do you do when it rains,
And grass doesn’t grow,
Frogs don’t croak,
Earthworms don’t crawl helplessly
For your schadenfreude?

What do you do,
With the debilitating senility,
And marauding helplessness,

If you can’t ask these questions,
Or anything else,
Cause there is no one,
Do you do then?

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