The phone buzzes. Mona sends $101 to her younger brother who needs new glasses. He bought blue frames that sparkled against his brown eyes. The phone rings and Mona turns back from the hallway, racing ... [+]
Sickened, you lay
As I drift your way.
Silent, you betray
Pain words cannot convey.
Trembling lips know not what to say,
Yet, into the lightless night I pray.
White is the bed on which you splay,
Tubes and screens tangle in the fray.
Wisps of hair in disarray,
Milky eyes dim day by day.
Lies of comfort I relay,
Whilst my heart breaks in dismay.
But my gaze never once stray
From your wry picture of decay.
Begging for want of today,
So, into the lightless night I pray.
A game of odds I refuse to play,
But rules of time I must obey.
Steep price of rue I ought to pay
For the years I let slip away.
To illusions of eternity I fall prey,
Wishing for memories like my last nameday.
But futile are my efforts to delay
The inevitable breakaway.
The path hitherto a bleeding grey,
Still, into the lightless night I pray.
Sickened, I sway
Amongst the discarded array.
Silent, I stay
As you approach heaven's gateway.
As I drift your way.
Silent, you betray
Pain words cannot convey.
Trembling lips know not what to say,
Yet, into the lightless night I pray.
White is the bed on which you splay,
Tubes and screens tangle in the fray.
Wisps of hair in disarray,
Milky eyes dim day by day.
Lies of comfort I relay,
Whilst my heart breaks in dismay.
But my gaze never once stray
From your wry picture of decay.
Begging for want of today,
So, into the lightless night I pray.
A game of odds I refuse to play,
But rules of time I must obey.
Steep price of rue I ought to pay
For the years I let slip away.
To illusions of eternity I fall prey,
Wishing for memories like my last nameday.
But futile are my efforts to delay
The inevitable breakaway.
The path hitherto a bleeding grey,
Still, into the lightless night I pray.
Sickened, I sway
Amongst the discarded array.
Silent, I stay
As you approach heaven's gateway.
