Growing pains

Written not yet aged 20 (after a student hangover?) on 28 April 1967

“That sick feeling –

here

here -“

(Yes?)

“Is it fear?”

“That swirling noise –

in my head 

(Ah)

“Is it dread?”

“And the weakness 

of my limbs

and the creeping 

on my skin

and the aching

in my bones.”

(I understand.)

“What is it?

“How

  “Why

“What is it?”

(Old age!)

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