Life Begins At

four times ten
or
ten times four

No matter
the adding
Ain’t
young any more

That forty thing
The half way
Ping

Got a definite tempo
A fear rising
Sting

Turn the beast
on its head

It sure is
better in bed

Still
     Slipping,
               Slipping,

Sipping away

at the options
still
open

the
dreams
still to
grow