I Knew, I was Unprepared.
It was coming, I could see
Every day, every visiting hour
Ever since that hurried return
Oxygen flow, now up to dangerous level
Then down a bit, fueling hope,
Like a roller coaster ride
That stays mostly down,
Through ambivalent consultations
Through that desperate clutching at hand
Supplicating for I know not what!
Through ability to still remember
Telling me who visited
On ByPap,
off ByPap
Through the long waits
Before learning of blood flow
Its source undetected,
No way to get to truth
And that last visit
Rapid fluctuation of heartbeat
Sinking levels
I had seen, before the end,
I knew, I knew it was coming,
The call expected – still a shock,
That last desperate drive
Etched in mind forever.
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