Wiser

Am I obliged to offer 
Advice or brilliant
Perspectives, because
I have lived longer?
Am I presumed to be
Wiser or more full
Of the beans of my
Expertise, the pearls
Of insight? I know
No more than you, do
I? I think not. It
Is only time that is
Unwinding my thoughts,
The tangle of ideas
That I could ignore
In my youth and must
Now respect unraveling
Like a landline's cord.
It feels like knowing
About landlines, that
Having used one many
Years ago, for many
Years, makes me the
Wiser one, one who
Truly knows more than
You, or you or you.