The New Echolalia

Whatever it is I say to her
she repeats back perfectly:

I think you’re beautiful, I say; 
she tells me I should trim my beard.

I tell her how much I love her.
She reminds me to take my pills.

She gives me a kiss
when I bring her coffee.

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This is a (real) oldie, dredged up for this week’s Writers’ Pantry #10 at Poets and Storytellers United. It was originally published (online) in November 2011, at the now-defunct Every Day Poets. Sorry, no active link remains.