Poetry by Jake Webster - Love You More (for my mother) - (Sculpture Love you More /spruce wood painted, nails)

Titties sag your ass got wrinkles

Back hunched over hair white as snow

Walking kind of slow - thoughts incoherent

Let me tell you everything I know

I don’t know anything

What are you talking about?

I don’t know

What did you have for breakfast?

I don’t know

What did you have for lunch?

I don’t know

What did you have for supper?

I don’t know

Want something to eat - No

Want something to drink - No

Want the TV on - No

You mean to tell me it’s time to take my medicine again

God, it seems to me I just took those pills five minutes ago

Short-term memory shot all to hell

Hmm…. I remember when I was the cat's meow

Titties stood tall

Back straight as an arrow nice tight ass

Coarse black hair down to my shoulders

I tell you boy

 “Weren’t any flies on me”

Could have had any man that I wanted

Choose your no-good ass daddy

I’m not sorry cause I birthed you

You didn’t turn out too bad

Long term memory still pretty damn good.