Noni

Noni

You would sit
in the dirty old La-Z-Boy
with the towel covering the seat
cigarette propped
between index and middle
soft cheeks sinking on the inhale
wheezing on the exhale
Pantyhose always rolled
beneath dimpled knees
in the limp flowered house dress
that old ladies used to wear
Watching General Hospital
everyday at 2:00
The amber pill bottles
for this ache or another
always within shaking arms reach
You never knew that your son
would steal them from you
in your drug induced haze
Sometimes you would laugh
not often enough
with the shades pulled down
and a No Soliciting sign on the door

Angela Minard2009©