Time's tyranny -
Wrinkling of the skin,
Weakening of tissue, muscles, and bones.
The joints eating away at one another.
The pathetic immune system -
Colds, nausea incapacitate you.
My sore neck, watery eyes -
No sleep - I am with you.
Relax, just let go...
Sleep, dear one.
Sleep long and join your husband.
I wish this house could keep you.
Obscene gurgling -
Bottom of the lungs giving up.
Blood slowly trickling out of the nose and mouth.
You home is beyond.
Wait for me.
I am no damned good here...
Stephen Lindsay Satterfield
|Created: July 2002 © Paul Kinder||Last Updated: 27/7/02|