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dementia
by David Hillmother
suspends in sea
conch shell ears,
words lost in spirals
flailing limbs
tangle in sea weed
frantic, her
murky mouth yodels
i strain, distend,
fathom glub, glub,glub
slowly,
the tide pulls her away….
12/18/2009 Posted on 12/19/2009
Copyright © 2026 David Hill
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by V. Blake on 12/19/09 at 02:28 AM Very, very eerie. In an awesome, awesome way. "words lost in spirals" was probably my favorite line, but the whole thing made for a great read. |
| Posted by Joe Cramer on 12/19/09 at 02:48 AM ... fascinating ..... |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 12/19/09 at 02:10 PM It is something few if any of us are prepared to deal with and you describe it so well. Nicely done. |
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