He wakes in a room he has
seen before, can’t think when,
in his pyjamas, in the bed.
Two women in white uniforms
come in, very cheerful, they know
him, help him to shower and dress.
He’s remembering he’s been here
some days now, the men in the
corridor greet him by name.
In a dining room with many
small tables, more white uniforms
serve the men breakfast.
After breakfast he potters around
has mid morning cups of tea but
then needs a pre lunch snifter.
Alas all alcohol is locked away
in the nurses’ office medicine
cabinet, very securely locked.
Late afternoon they dole it out
sparingly, must be careful
with old man medication.
He remembers past good times
when he drank long and hard
with equally hard drinking mates.
What would they say if they saw
him now ? But they can’t, they
are gone, he’s outlived them all.
Previously posted March 2017