STORY THAT BEGINS WITH REMEMBER
STORY THAT BEGINS WITH REMEMBER
She was blinking out
Half in love with death
Half resistant, and no words
Behind her green eyes; clouded
But still bright behind the clouds �
So much chemical in her � God,
To see her like this is to believe
There is a devil � holds her hand
Hard and wills her to die. Please
Speak to me of days to come, & Christmas
I�ll be home sitting by the tree,
Waiting for the unwrapped packages
Of what could not be bought. Life
Comes at a price we cannot afford
While death takes care of debt.
The rest of us go bankrupt, remembering
What it was to have, then lost. Love,
Like there�s no tomorrow�.Mom.
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