Tuesday, February 18, 2025

End of the Line Dancing

 Tick tock

I seem to have forgotten

where I left my specs


Gotta work around the blur


Tick Tock


Did I take my meds?


Can't find them anyway


What's my number again?


Written down on a scrap somewhere


What's the name of that face I should know?


I know I knew it not too long ago


It seems lately

these gaps are happening

with greater regularity


My brain seems to be dripping

snippets of my mind

as in rolls the dementia fog


The insidious onslaught

of cognitive decline


Soon I won't even realize

how far gone I am


In the end

it will be better this way


Blissful self ignorance

waiting on the final darkness

to liberate me from this nightmare










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