The Gasp House - Rhuemi

[Lawrence Robinson]

The Gasp House 

This being human is a gasp house.

Every morning
a new crook in the back
a cough, a creak, a weariness,
some momentary spasm comes right up your sassafras

Be grateful for whoever comes,
the dark spots, the bath attendant , the (un)social worker,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.

Be grateful for whoever comes,
as a guide from the med room beyond 

Imagine your walker just might finally collapse and you secretly grin at the unexpected visitors
who will be soon getting drunk
at your splendid funeral. 

Welcome and entertain them all!

Even if they’re a crowd
of old codgers still bragging
of their youthful prowess 
who will rip up your garden
looking for the buried jars of loot

Still, treat old people honorably
they may be calling you out
for some new yet
unintended slight.

It’s likely you’re stuck here
because in reality,
no one you know
Can still drive a car. 

	- Rhuemi

	(Aka Kristy Hellum)
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