Friday, December 7, 2012

Ambivilent Alzheimer's

My mother
slips to and fro,
mindless
in a nursing home,
unaware
of the Mayan Apocalypse,
the Fiscal Cliff,
Tom, Katie or Siri,
the corpse children
of Syria,
Yoga pants
or the impending
asteroid.

Wherever she is,
she's not missing
much.

mce

1 comment:

  1. Like living in the woods to some degree...I miss the oblivion.
    Perhaps, she is happier there

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