Scamper

Hey booger Neely's been overcast, morning A closet full of generic adult diapers And a bible trivia game Lunch, three doughnuts And some chocolate milk Reading, a newspaper That is five days old The nurse, the housekeeper The doctor The son is older than my father The smell of old bland cooking wafting and blending With that of red oak Warm and sour The kitchen floor is vinyl And it's soaking wet So is the bedroom Of the mother She has a problem She is very old With her bladder You are outside Sucking on a can Passed out in the living room Martha Stewart Is speaking Three hundred and fifty pounds of machinery Roll between her surgical stockings And the hearth I do not look up I am terrified