the disappearing thought

in the wind...

the ghost of yesterday

without a trace

a phantom memory of thoughts

a mist

the glaring daylight of dawn

and the sun blazing off the street

into you eyes as you drive east

to the lady who eats gumdrops

on the counter of the kitchen

in the candy dish

pushing her walker

back to her recliner

countless times a day

her tiny dog beside her

a devoted companion

she removes her teeth

and pick at it in her lap

while her daughter protests in horror

but she doesn't care

neither does the other onlooker

in amusement