Monday, May 02, 2005

 

That’s when I saw her. She was walking in through the out door. The saxophone man played the blues to her walking. It was the I got lost walking blues or something. Ooh, when I saw her the earth kinna sat still like when the elevator don’t work, and it aint broke, cuz it’s just a set of stairs all a sudden. I held my breath until it hurt and I had ta breathe but in gasps. There was a time when she could run miles around the teenagers in town, but after years of raisin’ hell and takin names her body had shut down. Come a time in all our lives when the body gon’ give up on us. Don’t matter who we is but the same ole dirt, and sooner or later our bodies start disintegrating back into that dirt, that beginnin’ makeup. Our bodies give up on us, and start thinking about the dust to dust scenario more than the love and lust scenarios that our younger bodies be inclined to bend towards.








Well, hers done gave up on her. The bones, say the specialists, are crumbling into each other, decomposing almost. So, every move she makes is painful. It’s like a bad case of arthritis. She can’t walk real fast and she uses a cane now. She’s got such a youthful spirit, I want to take her to bars and clubs, but she moves so slow it takes a half an hour to walk around the corner. On the plus side, she can bang homeless panhandlers with her cane to get them out of the way during this slow forward progression.

At ten in the morn, she pops a few pills the doctors prescribed her. I’m not sure what kinna meds doctor quinn slips her but the El train sounds groovy (her words) only after ten in the morning. Before that, that train makes her ornery.

posted by Hog 11:03 PM