You can tell you
Are getting old
When you start fondling
Objects
Especially objects
In your home
Objects that in your youth
Had no meaning
A stone is a stone
After all…
Or is it? Why do you have it?
Suddenly the debris–
The detritis of your life
(Wasn‘t that phrase in a book you read?
Or did you steal it from your own verse?)
Pervasive as disaster
Everywhere always
Dirty as the Rings of Venus–
Seems neon-fused
With meaning
Suddenly it is.