I pulled off my glasses,
threw them on the bed–
and sat on them.

I started the car
and put it in reverse–
perhaps I should open
the garage door first…

I eat a big dinner
with beer or with wine,
then TV with junk food,
a bowl of ice cream–
the scale gives a scream.

I can’t find my cell phone,
all passwords are gone.
Your name may be somewhere,
but not in my brain.

There’s never a bathroom
that I can pass by.
I go to the bedroom–
I can’t recall why.

– Steve Shoemaker, March 19, 2013