A Crone's Life
by John David Muth
Washerwoman,
Crow's-feet crab-ass,
Drinks her tea alone
In the blue-black light of 5AM.
Lunching in a hospital café,
There is no one to visit,
She just likes the smell
Of sterilized sick,
A Boiled hotdog
In a cloud of ammonia.
Cemetery stalker,
Glides through the graves
Like a ballerina,
Leaves flowers for those
Who cannot shake their heads.
Before bed,
She prays for Paradise,
Been praying for eighty years.
Piety brought her longevity,
Or, maybe,
No one wants her there, either.
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