Laugh Alone

[conqueror49worm]

Freckles
like pointilist ink now,
spectacles
left staring at the sink now.
Your ears
redden with earnestness.
What did I do
to earn this (now)?

(x) Maybe we'll live to be
one hundred twenty-seven,
and all who hear will laugh with us.
Maybe we'll live
long after they deafen,
and we'll just laugh alone.

Our friends
still remember to write now.
An L & M
is still so easy to light now.
My palms
have shed all their calluses,
and I know
I can handle this (now).