Scamper

Hey booger

Neely's been overcast, morning

A closet full of generic adult diapers

And a bible trivia game

Lunch, three doughnuts

And some chocolate milk

Reading, a newspaper

That is five days old

The nurse, the housekeeper

The doctor

The son is older than my father

The smell of old bland cooking wafting and blending

With that of red oak

Warm and sour

The kitchen floor is vinyl

And it's soaking wet

So is the bedroom

Of the mother

She has a problem

She is very old

With her bladder

You are outside

Sucking on a can

Passed out in the living room

Martha stewart

Is speaking

Three hundred and fifty pounds of machinery

Roll between her surgical stockings

And the hearth

I do not look up

I am terrified