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



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


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


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