This poem is about Alzheimer's, an irreversible disease that destroys memory, and our ability to use language and think clearly. Thanks.
Pantoum: the language of lost words
We have
words when words
have courage to say anything,
mean something
you can take away,
letters scattered
idly to be found.
Do you lack
courage to say anything?
We know not
who you are,
letters
falter blindly to the ground
as you
morph into another mind.
We know not
who you are
in this brief
passage of time.
As you
morph into another mind
we wait
until you find us again.
In this
brief passage of time,
to mean anything
you can take away
we wait
until you find yourself again,
have new
words when old words fail.
Copyright Vickie
Johnstone, November 13, 2020
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