bogeyandruby

Random stuff, reflections on the meaning of life and death, humour, self-deprecation, a bit of bad poetry.

the referral said
teach exercises
and train stairs
we reach the second floor
easy peasy
where her son waits
she’s fine
but the dizziness may cause a fall
it already has
mended bone, broken spirit
does she want to go upstairs?
no
do you need her to go upstairs?
no but —
she needs to move more
to stay strong
he looks towards the room 
where she used to sleep
and at me
tired eyes plead
bring her back 
the mothering mother
who comforts
not the other way around
right then I am useless
so I bring her downstairs 
to the bed in the living room
where I show her exercises
that will keep her strong.

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