Rotten Apples

They say,
“Stay in your own generation.”

“Don’t embarrass us
with your attempts
to dance,
or dress,
or speak
like us.”

“It’s just wrong
on so many levels.”

Some things,
like age,
level up
not down.

Newton’s theory
may be as dead
as he is.

If I wait long enough,
fermentation
or Alzheimer’s
might let me
dance again.

Then I will say,
“If you don’t want
a black and bruised eye,
Stay out of my way.”