Saturday, October 22, 2011

Alzheimer Fantasy

When my memory fails
I will be like Richard
who reads and reads
but doesn't remember what he reads
      but keeps reading
and we will meet in another dimension
and not remember each other
      but carry books
and we will read to each other.

"What are you reading," he will ask.
"I don't know. What are you reading?"
"What you are reading."
"So it's the same?"
"I don't know.  What is it?"

So we will go on
happily not knowing
what the other doesn't know.

Thursday, October 6, 2011

Just before day breaks
when it's still dark
finally you melt into
     a warm sleep

toilet flushes
rain on the roof
someone saying
better wake him up
it's almost time to go.

What About Afterlife?

Surprise me.
It'll be easy.
I'm not expecting anything.

Wow!  I never expected this!
I'm speechless.
About time, you say?
Oh, I get it.
That's the surprise. 
I don't get to say anything
Yeh, that'd be hell for a poet.