And Then We Are Gone
Dad in a Nappy
He says it helps
No need to go running
To the toilet in the night
When he can hardly get up from his chair
He can hardly walk
He’d never get there
In
Time
We are all suspended in time
And in twenty-five years I will be looking at the same
A dodgy bladder and arthritis in the brain
If I’m lucky enough to remain
Alive
That long
And the hospital don’t know exactly if he is dementing or just confused a bit
The physio and the OT all bland conformity
The Social Worker looks shifty
And we visit in the afternoon
My mother is holding on
To a life without my dad being around
She keeps on keeping on
And then we are gone
And then
We are
Gone
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