Old

Do you recognize the look
He or She – It does not matter
Sitting perfectly still
Looking small, shrunken, used up.
In their chairs.

The detritus of life
Humanities leftovers
Sitting perfectly still, making no sound
Lest they call attention to themselves.

Do you recognize the old
He or she – I cannot tell
Sitting perfectly still
Waiting for the end. . .Waiting for - God
In their chairs.

Remember it well - that look
For as the days rush past With merciless precision
That time will come, when the one-
Sitting in the chair,
Making no sound
Sitting perfectly still
Is you.

WHS: 08/13/03