Mina Loy

An Aged Woman

The past has come apart
events are vagueing
the future is inexploitable

the present        pain.

Not even pain has that precision
with which it struck in youth-time.

More like moth
eroding internal organs
hanging or falling down
in a spoiled closet.

Does your mirror Bedevil you
or is the impossible
possible to senility
enabling the erstwhile agile 
narrow silhouette of self
to hold in huge reserve
this excessive incognito--
of a Bulbous stranger--
only to be exorcised by death

Dilation has entirely dominated
your long reality.