When sweet and stiff
I felt young and strong
Living hollow, there was no tomorrow
When red or not fed
I cared for dearth and death
Noticing as ever, there was no forever
When tickled and wrinkled
I wanted no dime but time
Doing worthier than doing better
When loose and smooth
I saw gravity’s beat but no defeat
I am no timeless skin, but no worthless life
I joined Writing 201: Poetry.
Today’s assignment: Theme (skin), the simple form (prose poem), and subtle-yet-effective device (internal rhyme).