Another One for Malcolm
If I could give you a gift
To thank you for your thelemic
attitudes
It would be the gift of allowing you to remember
Your memories have blown away like leaves in the wind
Left scattered for some gluttonous,
soul-eating monster to lick up
This fiend demands to devour all the sweet aspects that
shone through your expressive eyes
And made your weathered
face as soft in aspect as one still in his brittle
youth
It consumes your mind like gooey cake batter left on Mother’s spoon as it clings to her apron
Like a petty thief, the monster Dementia steals in during
the night to swipe your soul
Robbing your tribe
of your wisdom and your kindness
I would have much more than a tiff with this monster
If I could, I would strike it dead and chop it into pieces
Not so I could get horizontal
with you, even though I could drown in your beautiful eyes
But just so you could remember
Who you were
Who those you love are
What is truly important
Just so you could continue to be
You
Prompt:
Tragic and heartbreaking.
ReplyDeleteIt is indeed.
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This breaks my heart=( Malcolm has the most beautiful eyes
ReplyDeleteHe really does. They change color depending on the light. Sometimes blue, sometimes green, sometimes brownish. He was a really beautiful person, sensitive and fundamentally decent. It's a real loss.
DeleteHeart breaking story .. dementia .. I think that one of the most terrifying ideas to me in aging is dementia ... in the photo he has such a beautiful face and expressive eyes ... so tragic.
ReplyDeleteHe was a little man with a very big heart. I think the very worst of this type of dementia is how quickly it wipes out everything a person is. Hearing about this was harder for me than if I'd heard he had terminal cancer, because then at least he'd still be who he was.
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