an attempt to tip the scales

losing what i love in a mess of details

Tuesday, August 31, 2004

STANDING confused in the church basement

by whitehorse

how silly of me
to forget that you were dying
and go on with my day.

but i did it for a while

months i guess

and your body fought against itself
one hundred feet away from me
but i did nothing

in the final months i almost never even
stopped to see you.

As your sons just kept moving things to the curb
for the garbage trucks to take away.
i heard you were losing weight

i guess that battle that you fought for soo long
is finally over.
no more walking everywhere.

i heard your legs didnt really work
much towards the end anyways.

its a shame to lose all that weight
and not even be able to show it off,

and someone soo dear to me confessed
that she had witnessed your death
that your oxygen tank had gone faulty
and filled your room with flames
devouring you.

of course it didnt end like that

i have no idea how it concluded
because i avoided your funeral

Because you were dead
months before you were buried.

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