Tuesday, February 14, 2017

Dementia

I think I am lost, I tell the sweet voice across the table
I don't know what I am doing here with these people and their fancy hairstyles
Do I belong here?

But a server is coming towards me with a cup
And who doesn't enjoy a cup of coffee, So I wait
So many memories associated with coffee, if only I could remember them.
I remember I always liked coffee
Perhaps the only thing that brought me sanity

I think a loved one once brought me a cup of coffee
And we enjoyed it together or so I believe but I know this is a memory I make not remember
For no one loved enough to bring me a cup of coffee.

Of course mother you loved me, how can I forget you.
But I'm old now and that means you are not here
I was one of those people perhaps the only one to go from being a kid to being old
I had no youth to describe, no memory of every being young.

I digress, was she there, did she enjoy coffee with me
No, I think it was my brother she liked
For he knew how to say when I only knew what to say

Yes, certainly she brought the coffee but for my brother.
I could have lived with it, may be learned to live with it
but I don't think I have a brother.
Maybe she doesn't exist or maybe I am dead.
For no one here sees me talk or hears me, maybe I ceased to exist.

I can ask the lady with sweet voice across the table, but I can't see her face
I rub my eyes and she disappears with steam from the cup like jinn released from the lamp.

The cup reminds me of the server but she goes to another table
I don't get coffee,
Maybe I can order it,
Am I someone who has money. I don't know

I want to ask how much does coffee cost and if I can afford it
But I don't know whom to ask, everyone is dressed in white and they look mean
Even the cups are white, just like in a hospital
Maybe I am in a hospital,
the hairstyle, It is not fancy, No one has combed their hair
It is a hospital, now I remember, for people like me who don't have anyone and who don't remember anything.

I am sad, I'd rather be lost than belong here.
Maybe if I belong here, they will get me coffee, I should ask them

Maybe I don't deserve it so they won't give me.