they left her with one credit card

the family left her with one credit card
Because it seemed unkind to not leave her with that
the card got passed around from resident to resident
stolen, restolen, restolen, restolen, restolen

No one ordered anything from it,
it was used however to flick fuzzies off of a quilt
to scratch a neck, as a straight edge to draw a line,
to scrape an itchy finger.

You must take it home, the nurses told the family.
This is an Alzheimer’s unit; one of them might figure out how to use it
none of them did, and the family left it with their mother
in case she regained her knowledge of credit cards
she never did
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