rocking wood

i am

your grandmother’s armchair

and also your grandmother

with good advice and cooking

if you let me

let you if me

to learn that your grandmother

once wanted as you did

and may have snatched me up

if you don’t

and the chair certainly will

after a time

of you doing and don’ting

for it was once a tree too

that knew how to support life

even now

as it is shaped into

an age i have forgotten

for i have aged with forgets

like are you mine

or am i yours

and where has your

grandmother gone

where am i going

where are you

if you’re not here

with me

can i follow