Alzheimer’s by Cleve Sylcox

Black veils hiding ones own existence.

Lock tight those reminiscences,

Remember long-ago.

Wonder in tight torment,

For this moment is all you know,

Then it too will go.

No name, only emptiness.

People come and go not recognized.

Just fleeting shadows in the motions of life.

Shadows move in aimless recollection,

Empty direction, with limited perception.

Hold tight to the air you breathe,

Then at last you may see.

Then again it is gone,

Lost in the shadows of vague memories.

Ghostly sights of days of old,

Reaching out so you will know,

Wonder in tight torment,

For this moment is all you know,

Then it too will go.

Wonder in whom you are, then you know,

Then it too will go.