Ageless

when we were little
we kissed
then spat on the ground
where a seed was buried
hoped a tree would grow

when we were parents
we spat venom at each other
hoped our children
would grow unaffected

when we were old
we spat the dummy at our children
hoped they didn’t notice

we have been toddlers in nappies
all through our life
hoped no one would ever
point a finger at us
the terrible twos