When you’re old

No one
wants to hear from you
when you’re old
said my mother
when I was young
enough to matter
I’m older now
and I want to know
when do they reach
down your throat
and take your voice
and put it in a box
with your teeth
and your parents
and everything you lose
when you’re old
my mother is still talking
and almost seventy
when do they pull the needle
from the record
and leave you spinning
in silence

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