War and Dementia
An elderly lady was losing her mind.
If that wasn't bad enough
the Russians invaded her homeland.
Her family dragged her
from
bomb shelter
to
bomb shelter
depending upon where the limbs and screams were scattered.
She couldn't comprehend
the carved-out stares
skinny ghosts in skinny doorways
or a broken stairway
searching for a way out.
She became disoriented and extremely agitated
but so did those that still had their minds intact.
War had shifted everything onto the same twisted track.
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