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Growing Up


What a disappointment
to realize the utter measure of men.
On the clocks of universes,
you towered for seconds.


Look down.
See your cartilage erode,
feel your discs flatten,
know your shrinking bones.


Each year, your up-righteous stances
grow more difficult.


Wobble across finish lines
and stand on shards.

Anna Kander