His Limbo Soliloquy

His Limbo Soliloquy                                                

Actually, I like lockdown. I already was before COVID anyway,
but now I’ve got my privacy. No family feeling forced to visit
or hold vigil in my netherworld, he confides through the phone.

Both of us former Army soldiers placing us on common ground
made introductions easier with the usual “where were we when”
comparisons of duty assignments all military members embrace.

The Golden Years?

by LoriB34
He sits. Face stuck in a blank stare.
I wonder if he’s still there.
His mind has wandered off again,
Taking him back to a time when...
He could walk and dance and fish.
Bad genes and cancer made those things diminish.
His eyes all of a sudden flutter,
Out of his mouth words begin to sputter...
Reciting the same story he told an hour ago. 
The ending to which I already know.
Not the second or third, but fourth time...
My ears hear this rhyme.
It’s tell-tale heart maddening,
But it also causes my heart saddening.
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