7/02/2009

she's dying

6 days in the hospital
i remember how i forgot she sleeps with one eye open
i can barely tell my own two are so wet
the past, the present, the future
it's all laying right there in front of me
so beautiful, so hard to see
wine makes the night possible
the horses chuff and sunset songs ease the pain
mine but not hers
you hope and encourage
sometimes wonder if you're selfish
reading from the comedy i bought accidentally about death
the irony, the infatuation, the aprropriateness
letting go to let go letting go

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