The Eternity Ward

Are you having a senior moment?

Someone just accused me of that.

How many deadening cliches and

imagination-limiting catch-phrases,

how much social mediaocre 
and news broadcasts, national anthems,
and polite church services 
do I have to live through?

After all, when I was born

I popped out 

and the first thing I did

was lose my car keys. 

So what?

I remember clearly

my Third Trimester (plus 5 minutes) 

Moment—everybody was laughing! 

And the doctor (she admired me, I could tell; 

I admired her for being a woman doctor, 

there hadn't been much of that in the last 

life; in fact, I recognized her from before) 

said: This baby wants to drive! 

And while I didn't accuse her 

of being in a senior moment—

I knew she was in an Unlimited Moment—

you won't believe what she said next: 

Get this baby down the elevator to the Eternity Ward! 

I couldn't believe it, either. But I found my keys.