Drinking Beers Behind the Kmart in Butte, MT

I wonder if I'll be one of those old women
With upper lip wrinkles. I wonder if I'll be
One of those wrinkled upper-lip women.

Every time I squint I get frinkles.
I've spent most of my life mostly dead.
Sukha, don't wander on to the golf course!

I can hear the thrum of engines, some
From the building behind me, some
From the highway unseen, past the green.