Monday, October 9, 2017

390. Poem: Sensitivity in Senior Housing


So these college students come over to the home and put on their program and during the tea and cookies afterward I hear one of them tell the funny about one old guy saying windy isn't it and the other old guy saying no it's Thursday and the third old guy saying me too let's get a beer and Shirley and Doc and Fred are knocking themselves out and laughing with the guy but the other young people are looking at him like he'd just shit on the floor and there's a long silence so everybody in the room can hear Maxwell saying oh I'm so hurt oh we old people oh how hard it is to be told we're not as sharp as everybody else oh where are our loving children to tell us they're as senile as we are that everybody's senile all of us equal in senility and Dave who's got some marbles left said oh christ the meds get an attendant and Sally to shift attention away said aren't these good brownies except they were cookies.

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