2. 27.11

An old woman
Wheelchair, no-
Mechanical bed chair

Smell of
Feet/urine
Exposed leg
Weak
Pale
Blanket

Ut Longhorn fleece blanket
A daughters gift
Clock
Digital
Never seen
Heard, barely
2:37pm
Several hours till supper.

May we talk?
Uncomfortably close to ear
An echo
Thunder ringing
Explosion
Hello?

An understanding
Turning to the light
Shifting not possible
Touch
I'll rub your arm and shoulder,
Is that ok?
May I touch you?

Smile on lips
Eyes fixated toward the sky-
darkness
Only visual memory
Of what was

Let's move to a better place
Let's take a trip
Do you mind?
Seclusion
Privacy to enjoy
Alone


What do I say
Who am I
Animals in common
There is a cat
Who are we?

Life experience
A tattoo
On skin
Flowing through white hair
Balding

Grand pustules emerging from face
Moles no one wants to see
Eyes dark
Completely dark
Blind
But wait a circle of blue
Crust

I wish for you-a bed of air
Comfort you
Relieve your bed sores
You are so weak you cannot move
I pity you
I want to give you a facial
-stretch you out
I will clean you.

I bring you a gift
Of lavender
The only thing you might really enjoy
Without sight
Without sound

Mud pies of red clay
Memories of a sister
West Texas
Victoria
Barney

Engineer
No alcohol
No drugs
Treated her well
2boys /1girl/5 grand children

Do they know?
Where are they?
Consumed with life.
Caught on the trap.
Missing the point-
But, I shall not judge.
I give grace
I think I'm given the same

-meditation-

Talk of a cat
A scared shy cat
Squeezed to death
By a lover
She hides
Why won't she rest upon the blanket?
I'll search for her and bring her back.

Please don't go
She begs
Surely you've more time
Twice,
She begged.

Joyride
3 hours early for dinner
She'll wait.
Someone is coming to sing!
Will she know when they arrive?
She's facing the wrong direction-
while Suzy claps at a table.

Bouncing, smiling
Singing, having fun!
Oh what joy!
At least she's smiling-
She appreciates a hug.


Good-bye
Good luck?
Not sure what to say.
It was nice to meet you.
Good-bye
I walk a hall
Secured gates
I drive away.

Reflecting on true loneliness-
Love for the old woman.
Am I impartial?
Am I sarcastic?
I think I see the real point.
Why do I engage?