~diagnosis dementia

this is the linger

           the roam

the slow fade of grey

matter

          & all that matters

unbalancing the nuance

of pause

a hyphen that rivals two words

like bookends

          an epigram

in the unnamed wind

          a hologram

that holds no color at all

this is the leaning barn

          the steeping tea

the aftermath of winter

to the juniper

          forgetting the fall

this is the wait

the way white clings on oleander

& its orphaned memories

& this

this defies the uncoupling

this becomes the distance of reach

in changing seasons

          the love of two hands

as if they could ever possibly anchor

the direction the moon

drifts

lah 4.18.17 ©

in dedication to some dear friends facing this disease.

I believe love conquers all.