Your savaging self asks
Will I no longer be me?
Wilding away
Will I realize
When I don’t recognize myself?
Slipping from the civilized
Might any decline
Be stopped short
Plateau perhaps
Or even show reversal?
Stooping lower still
Will I be able to do everything I always did
Know the steps and keep the rules in mind?
Knees on the floor now
Should I pray
To stay
Living independently?
Crawling and drooling
Will I have to rely
On relatives
Friends
Odd strangers?
Face down
Prone alone
Those open questions
Unanswered
Until the answers come
All of this
Unknowable
Until it’s finally known
Lanning Lee 