Bread soaked in milk?

I wonder if that memory was mine or has time overtaken me to leave me so doddery that I fell into someone else's reverie.

jeeesus it's Sunday give me a break.

A green soap and sugar hot poultice?
take no notice of me
I'm still in someone else's memory.

I don't think electricity was invented back then when I was a boy so we saved flashes of lightning in old pickle jars and we had a candle in the barn in case of emergency.

A backup was useful unless it was the toilet and then that was useless,
We could never have foreseen that back then we were really living the dream.

They might as well modify
this old body that I
Identify with.

They have GMC
so I'm sure
they can alter me.

In this the twilight
where I measure each night carefully
fully aware that tomorrow is not promised to me
I wait.