My son found an app
that shows you what you’ll look like
when you’re old
and before I could look away
I saw into the future
my skin loose and thin
and etched with lines like an ice rink
after a hockey game
looking back at me
with all that mystery
flung open,
those watery eyes
meeting me
like they knew me
strangely familiar
and silently
reassuring me
that I am going
the right way.