granny

(for my granny, who battled with Alzheimer's)

if love is supposed to be without boundaries
then why do i feel so bounded 
within these lapses of memory.

i confused the toilet for the paper this morning
and ended up cleaning up the runs because of it.

i poured whiskey on the floor to desanitize it
because it is the best alcohol.

i rounded up my collection of fears
and ran off to try and unbundle them and
throw them out of my skin.