Big tall woman comes to visit

She stumbles thru life relating only to her art
her photographs of nature of talking trees
human beings defy her reality and her head
is all ashew from too many brain injuries
her journey in life is only with abstract
her life is abstract the poor dear woman
she imagines her death now in the snow
where a minus seven will take her onwards
she is a pain in the ass as a guest always
never washes her plates or cooks a meal
she is seventy and will be on a bus soon