Vanishing

Powerful and achingly written…

Dancing Echoes

Vanishing
Each day
Little by little
Memories evanesce into darkness
Alzheimer’s

Who knows when the fog descended, your intelligence
It hid your secret, until you were at the point of no return

But the storm of your last six weeks could not deny the plaques and tangles,
The snarled mat of mind disintegration, consuming consciousness

I was the one had to take your car keys, the doctors would not help
I was the one that had to hide your guns, the police would not help

Their fear of lawsuit left them impotent
So each day I would check on you, alone

Not knowing if the wind would be coming out of the north or south.
Not knowing what lay behind the closed door in the darkened room

Then came the day that would last forever, what would be the eye of this storm.
Your relentless desperation for a gun, wanting…

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