Cosmic Dementia Poem by Sheila Burns

Everything blends
Dissolving and combining
Before my eyes
Within my head
Another’s name comes out
Of my mouth when we meet
Letters become numbers
And numbers swim and switch
Colors change
How do I read traffic lights
Shapes change, faces melt
How do I know
If you are man or woman
My relation or a stranger
I cannot distinguish
Pleasure from pain
Sensations flow
Sometimes get stuck
Momentarily
As years fly by
I am young again
And usually happy
Sometimes sad
Without thought
Glad there is
Becoming
No difference
Between living
And dying
Always curious
Filled with love
Even when I must
Mock up anger
More amused
Than anything