Something or Other
This prolonged senior moment,
my life... what was I saying?
This prolonged something...
(Where did I leave my glasses?
Here they are on the top
of my head, sensibly enough.
Did you notice whether
I sugared my tea?)
Now as I was saying –
what was I saying?
Going so soon? Next time
I’ll have it jotted down
and we’ll talk it through.
Come again soon, won’t you?
What’s that? This is your place?
Well, I’d better be going.
Which is the way out again?
What’s this in my hand?
Your teaspoon, how can that be?
That reminds me of – something...
long, tapering insensibly
away into nothingness.
Wednesday 2 September 2009
Max Richards
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