Mike Essig V.61
What's left of me.
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
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