'Insight'

I believe our younger selves still live inside of us. 

Yes, I know,
we ARE that sagging face, 
 the aching hips, the balding head,
we ARE that face we study grimly in the mirror,

but sometimes from these eyes peer out: 
a second-grader, late for school, 
a sullen teen with greasy hair, 
a nervous newlywed,
the proud young dad, 

-a self I used to be-

looks into that cruel mirror
and thinks:
 "what the hell am I doing 
in this old body?"

I tell you, these 'selves' are still right here!
inside me
waiting to be stirred to wakefulness:

a thought,  a photograph,

a scent,

-a song!

-jjorge