these ladies

getting to a certain age

& butter would not melt

they act like life

never laid a finger

& I don’t care to think

linger on ideas of the things

they’ve said & done

one with three marriages

one a widow for so long

raising five kids between them

men are nothing to them now

they die & leave them alone

& we pretend together

that lust sex & other profanity

is not up for discussion

love is only left for children now

on this final stretch

before home

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