The Change

the change
hair arrives in odd places
increasingly invisible outside the house
checking if there are regrets

Children won’t be born of me
was I ever put on this Earth for them?
I decided no, a long time ago.

judgemental humour
useless to a one-track-minded society
my last egg dances away

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