Being senile is difficult

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Being senile is difficult 

Forgetfulness lands me in trouble
50 years ago 
I had five different lover’s names switched around
I loved them all
Got into trouble then
Maybe I have always been confused
Today while looking at my reflection 
I said ‘hello James’ 
not my name
(at least not this lifetime) 
Just my brain playing tricks 
on me once again

Being senile is difficult

Forgetfulness lands me in trouble
50 years ago
I had five different lover’s names switched around
I loved them all
Got into trouble then
Maybe I have always been confused
Today while looking at my reflection
I said ‘hello James’
not my name
(at least not this lifetime)
Just my brain playing tricks
on me once again

04 May 2020 Vista, South Australia

Photo: Kunsthal (art museum) Rotterdam, The Netherlands March 2019

 

 

 

 

 

What I love about being senile elderly spaced 
is living so much in the moment
I forget everything from two-minutes ago 
and beyond
Like our politicians 
Forgotten mistakes of the past 
Doing it all again
Rushing us 
into this moment’s destruction

What I love about being senile elderly spaced
is living so much in the moment
I forget everything from two-minutes ago
and beyond
Like our politicians
Forgotten mistakes of the past
Doing it all again
Rushing us
into this moment’s destruction

 

16 April 2020 Vista, South Australia

Photo: Washington DC   

 

What I like about being senile
is not knowing why I am standing naked 
at the train station 
with people throwing flowers at me 
and whistling old Dylan songs

What I like about being senile
is not knowing why I am standing naked
at the train station
with people throwing flowers at me
and whistling old Dylan songs

Photos: Berlin
18/09/18 Berlin

 

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ai has aan interpretation of what I look like at age 77 and I concurDr. Terrell Neuage, (dual citizen USA/Australia) is a South Australian poet, writer, and digital artist known for his evocative poetry and extensive research on conversational analysis in on-line communciations (including communication in the AI era; from sharing information to making sense of it). His best-selling autobiographies; Leaving America (Before the After) & Leaving Australia (after) – exploring life as a hippie, brother in a California Cult (Holy Order of MANS) as Brother Terrell Adsit, Astrolger (40-years) to non-believer, and adventures in Australia, single parent, tofu manufacturer/street artist, China, the USA & fifty+ other countries. From high school drop out at age 16, back to school at age 44 to PhD from the University of South Australia at age 58.

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