signs signature with sutures.
It will not last,
old skin stretched taut
‘cross old bones
sighs and sags.
He will paint again.
Advancing age – does it do any other (?) – has treated my face very kindly – not elsewhere (bits dropping off left right and centre) – that is, until of late. It is true that the crows have not (yet) stamped their feet (leaving unwanted impressions), but tis true that my nasolabial and melolabial folds have recently come out to play…
I have always proclaimed that I would not consider a facelift (rhytidectomy procedure), dye my hair (odd grey hair here and there) and would grow old gracefully. But now and again, I stand in front of a mirror and pull up my skin near my ears and like magic the lines disappear and damn it, I like it…
So, I googled ‘Rhytidedectomy’ this morning and decided ‘No’ as the only procedure I would consider is the mini facelift as it is the least invasive – but I am not ageing prematurely and its effect only lasts for six to twelve months…so I wont – I will let my history map my face as I grow old…gracefully…
Fred at dVerse has us writing micro-poetry of twelve lines or less, and so my little effort is about lines…
Image: courtesy of Wikimedia Commons
Attribution; © Photographer - James C. Mutter / Surgeon - Vishal Kapoor, MD