wiping our arm pitts with magazines and conducting pow-wows to save a generation.
"grandma whats in your mouth.....grandma thats a gum wrapper"
"i took care of it."
smooshed laughter in our breastticles till we could get farr away enough to make a scene.
i feel like im on a business tripp and all these social regiments have to be fallowed through and met.
gotta have my tea, gotta eat her coffee cake gotta wake up at nine everymorning-even if we dont have to. Grandma will plant her chair right next to our feet and scowel and howel "meredith are you awake? meredith yes or no, meredith, meredith tell me yes or no if your sleeping?"
Gotta listen to barry manalows deep voice all night, oh god michievious ghost of the man who died next door. Shuting grandmas door so she runs into it on her way to the bathroom..
A radio blasting friday night talk shows no lullaby.
The only reason im not grumpy is because of you.
Gotta be harrassed by the residential gooses.
nasty, nasty crass with age.
I didnt appreciate those trees just like grandma edith.
she hadnt been to the grocery store in five years.
See its not the same- in the way you find your fancies and we do we scrape you elaborate.
yea yea thats it we scrape you elaborate.
so i punch her with my foot and flouder around for some skin to pinch ....its its a small green house with a flower that only blooms once a year. we got it.
theres alot in my chest...as well as the congestion in merediths head.
you smell! i smell. but who really wants to shower in ediths midget box.



Its hard over here in the nursing home.