You are outside sucking on a can
The smell of old bland cooking wafting and blending
With her bladder
So is the bedroom of the mother
She has a problem, she is very old
The doctor and the son, older than my father
Martha Stewart is speaking
Lunch, three doughnuts and some chocolate milk
Reading a newspaper, that is over five days old
Three hundred and fifty pounds of machinery
Passed out in the living room
With that of red oak, warm and sour
Roll between her surgical stockings
The nurse, the housekeeper
The kitchen floor is vinyl and it's soaking wet
