Shifting your body every two hours,
the nurses come to save you again.
We two daughters saved as well, leave the room
take turns calling home to tell them no,
no response today, though a tear rolled from your eye
when we sang you a song
when the sun hit your forehead
and transformed your sutures to a black spider,
when we whispered Daddy, wake up Daddy,
we will never be angry again.
Like a waterfall in slow motion, Part One
2 years ago
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