October, 2000

Poetry

Vision

Sprout Illustration

Is it just me?
Or have you noticed it too?
How much younger the people at the convention seem to be?
I remember 15 years ago, why, it was wall to wall
Grandpa’s (and the occasional Grandma).
These old men used to wrap their arms around me
And say, “Jimmy boy, your Grandpa was a gentleman.”

I just went in to have my eyes checked.
Everything’s changed there too.
It used to be a doctor’s office with a chart on the wall.
Now it’s a “Laser Vision Center.”
They have an enormous glass-walled operating room.
You can see people come in
With cloudy vision.
When they leave,
All things are clear.

If I went in that room of glass,
Lay down upon that table,
Would the Show look as I remember it?

by Jim Prevor