Grip’s Slip


Grip’s Slip

Gnawing fears
Have peaked
Ears

Creeping inexorably
Limb up limb
Smothering alive

A bit of tilt
Awry surreal real
Grip slip sliding

a bungle-tumble
Disheveled house
of life’s cards

Mummified alive
Survival unwraps dark
Spirals wrapping light

Gripping mind in fist
Spirit hastily slithers
Out of conch of fright

Cataract cognizance
Spanner in life’s sunset
Love’s consternation

**

“Her purse was a weight, ballast; it tethered her to the earth
as her mind floated away.”?Anne Lamott, Plan B: Further Thoughts on Faith
~
People think it’s a terrible tragedy when somebody has Alzheimer’s.
But in my mother’s case, it’s different. My mother has been unhappy
all her life. For the first time in her life, she’s happy ~ Amy Tan

**painting is by Picasso called Two Sisters during his blue period

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