Took the elevator down to the basement of her assisted living facility for the first time
And began to wander in search of the box her electric blanket arrived in
Looking for the instruction manual.
But there was no box
Never was
And though she had brought her walker along for the mission
It couldn’t stop her from pushing it off a step.
Brittle skin is brittle
So following the normal routine
The doctors patched her up and she rode home in an ambulance
Arriving back in good spirits.
To an electric blanket
With no manual
Only warmth
Hidden in a socket.
brittle skin in brittle
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