I am sitting with my thumb in my mouth
as I used to do when I was a child,
to comfort myself. Now I am an old woman,
I find my way back to that instinctive method
of making myself feel better. For babies,
it must resemble the breast. What is it
for the old? I have seen other elderly people
do this; is it true we all regress, into
second childhood? I don’t feel less
aware, haven’t lost the power of thought,
but maybe I’m just closer now, again,
at this other end of life, to the basics.
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