that needs my younger body to claim,
I've had it foreshadowed in my back,
my hamstrings, the pained smile
in my pictures and the clothes
hanger shoulders, the slow unannounced
stiffening in anticipation of worse
days to come that never quite come
on as hard as this hangover that's
like a death in the family, please,
my airframe is bent out of its
service window, this hangover,
come claim me as I once used to be.
my airframe!
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