Fading to Black

I’m putting coconut, pure coconut,

In my morning cereal.

Always preferred the cream pie version.

Now it’s just a shot glass of liquid.

I’m in this race.

As my mind is being shredded by advancing age                                                     

I’ve decided to bet on coconut

To fortify the remaining brain cells.

I looked at the restaurant check, $65.21.

I frowned.  It was higher than expected.

Adding the tip, I signed the credit card payment form.                           

Yet failed to notice a couple of things:

A second card was in with the bill.

The tab was made out to a different person,

And it was much higher than I expected.

Our bill was $24.27.

Yes, except for numbers, I’ve always had a poor memory.

But this was not about memory,

It was about reason.

Cause, with no effect.

I think of my 85 year old grandmother

Hiding in a closet, believing my father

Was bent on raping her.

She was placed in a senior facility by weeks-end.

I saw this U-tube piece that proposed coconut

Had saved this woman’s husband from a similar fate.

It’s probably a long shot, and nobody has pointed fingers,

But “no effect” is a sorry affect.