Old Age

I am joined
In a militant detachment
By myself
Redundantly patting my parched
Pecker package
Dry
Rank and defiled

Pecked letters

Mirror image
Assigned without achievement
To the accomplished ranks

A part
Without the hair to hold
The heat and moisture in
Pat pat tappety tap
I resonate without a fret
Without a stop
Without atone

Ment
Without completion

To
In
Con
De
Flate
Evermore

Phtttt

Twang