In the past few years,
I’ve lost parts of myself.
Little by little,
I’m being whittled away.
I’ve lost my gallbladder.
My wisdom teeth.
I’ve had parts of my cervix sliced out.
I’ve had skin biopsies.
And just last week I had a mole removed from my face.
I think this is why we all become “little old ladies”.
Of course we are little when we’re old!
Many of our parts have been taken from us.
We’re like zombies,
Parts falling off.
And still we continue on.
While sleeping, my body parts have held a meeting
and decided that my hearing will be the next thing to go.
I’ve already lost a lot of my memory,
my eyesight is not what it used to be,
and now my hearing has decided to follow suit.
A while back, my dear, sweet husband stated,
“We’ll go to Target in a little bit.”
What I heard was,
“You’re a retarded little bitch.”
He's still alive.