It happened so fast
you were so pretty
you shocked people
a cascade of red
glossy and wild
has it only been a week
it’s hard to believe
your ropey body clings
to the side of our house
bald and brown
like spider legs
like hay
will it happen like that to me too
the thin air of age
will I smile at the bus driver
and will he look right past me
or just turn away.