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Bingo

A Poem from the Nursing Home

By E JPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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B14

Turn the wheel

I’m almost there

Shell of a man

G1

I26

Squinting to see the sheet

I29

What was that, Rob?

I29

Turn the wheel

Four in a row

Where’s Helen?

The sound of her oxygen tank filling my head with thoughts of air that smells like

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Like gin

Gin and cheap perfume

But we were happy

Hell, we were real happy

B42

Turn the wheel

Who are you?

My great granddaughters?

My, you have grown

G56

How is your mom?

She’s been gone so long

G49

Bingo.

sad poetry
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