The Fountain of Youth (A Poem & A Picture)

The fountain of youth is a murky pond
Fed by deep springs of optimism
Where no one dares to swim
Doubting toes splash at the shoreline
Mouths turned down like fingernail moons
A nervous frog leaps,
we run
Still, the ripple marks the flesh.

What do ya think about that?

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