Forties

Fog

When 40s roll
You dig deep into your wishing well
To look at what glows inside
The mutiny of the body equates
To the depleting chemicals and what one can think is
How to rake in the dough

While the mind is summer is a fruit salad
The autumnal mind is a perfectly layered pudding
Served on a company table
Filling deep pockets with deeper ambition

Wisdom, in such layers
Makes wealth a lot like lust was 15 years back
There are no g—spots though in the 40s
Just sweet spots of when demand is met by supply

And an invisible hand amasses columns
Of numerals at the end of a row

Just to sleep better tonight

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meandererworld (Dilantha Gunawardana)

Dr Dilantha Gunawardana is a molecular biologist, who graduated from the University of Melbourne. He moonlights as a poet. Dilantha wrote his first poem at the ripe age of 32 and now has more than 1700 poems on his blog. His poems have been accepted/published in Forage, Kitaab, Eastlit, American Journal of Poetry and Ravens Perch, among others. He was also awarded the prize for "The emerging writer of the year - 2016" in the Godage National Literary Awards, Sri Lanka for his first collection of poems (Kite Dreams – A Sarasavi Publication), while being shortlisted for the poetry prize. Dilantha is a dual citizen of Sri Lanka and Australia, and shares his experiences from two different cultures. He blogs at - https://meandererworld. wordpress.com/

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