Alzheimer's

Once you thought
everything through.

From A to Z
and everything
in-between.

Letters for love
letters for school
letters for hospital
letters for us.

Now you sit surrounded
by minds alphabet soup,
words sticking onto each
other, the juice like glue.

People left in your waiting
room crowded with relative
strangers made too forgettable
by the loose shots of synapse.

Scissors eat your dictionaries
Piranha attack your diaries
earthquakes raise your cities
ancient landmarks laid waste.

One day you will
look my way
and say who is it?

For now we joke
about then
and pray together.

For now we know
there is much more
to life than can be
remembered.


John G.Hall(C)2004