Writers Island "Blurred"

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The Writers Island Prompt for today is " Stranger"

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Grey haired stranger

I scarcely recognize you.

Your once handsome pretty boy face

wearing the weather of your years.

I’m staring hard beyond your swollen slits

of instability.

To see if you’re still in there

behind the coffee stained teeth, wrinkles

and unnatural photo face.

“Who are you now?” I wonder,

not actually giving a damn

You stole my youth,

I let you.

If only I’d run sooner…………

But wait,

The treasure you left me

made it all worth while.

Man of little effort,

a character flaw

that followed you

through divorce

fatherhood

into old age.

You look so much older

than your dad did at your age.

Some may still see you as attractive.

I trace your face, knowing the real you

the generous, yet stingy man.

Oxymoron man,

man who abandoned his most

precious responsibility.

Oh, but you will be forgiven,

released from your past follies.

Time will wax you.

Charm will rescue you.

We had everything and nothing.

We lived a good life then,

separate, together.

Quite attentive,

I was a good consort,

"or was I?"