When I’m Gone

By Brandi Shell

Will you love me when I’m old?

When my eyelids sink behind my skull

When my conversation turns dull

When my blood runs cold

Will you love me when I’m old?

When my gums send a trembling voice

And my hands shake from lack of choice

When I’m as barren as the desert

And my breast sag like old laundry bags

Will you love me when I’m old?

When my flesh goes back to mother earth

Any my naked bones are disarrayed

When my soul calmly floats beside the bay

And is forgotten by the unforgettable beings of yesterday

Will you love me when I’m gone?

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