Meme -Mama Me

Stolen Nights Of A Lost Nightingale

All my neurons are
slipping away
is Alzhy on it's way!
hold-on to yours...

miserable lonely
distanced nights
will not so soon fly away

what expectations next
ask privately
your Spiritual Masters
who will then ask
their secret
GODS
will t hen convey

Nice night version of love
contained in your limp-ish poetry
lifelessly oozing from
some poets of neo's
ye

though I had a different version
of expectation
of your nightly conversation

I anticipated gals and guys
going around
red Corona
tracking

come over enjoy me
this distancing
is now life un-abling

why only by pass me
I am over eighty
to enjoy my off beat poetry
(no more mighty)
you all may continue
to read
even secretly ala silently

virus can not snatch thee
from Lovedly
once known as
machine gun poet
that's me

Meme....mama ..ME....