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A dedication to my grandmother
In you is the stubbornness of withered oak leaves,
evolved to ignore the passing of seasons,
no concern for nature’s decrees.
You, too, are a scientific mystery.
Expert in death avoidance
and not concerned with nature’s decrees.
Is slow decay penance for past misdeeds?
Perhaps it is just all you’ve ever done,
being stubborn as withered oak leaves.
Or is this something you wanted to achieve -
have us all watch your slow depletion,
while you have no concern for nature’s decrees?
Regardless, there is no dignity in this disease,
that continues to leech away your reason
with the same stubbornness of withered oak leaves.
And now all you have left are past, fading dreams
and no more knowledge of the passing of seasons,
like the stubbornness of withered oak leaves
who have no concern for nature’s decrees.