death bed
death bed
sit next to me
nurse me
take a look
I have a box beneath my skin
with feelings in it that control me
it pushes my breath “til the day I die.
surviving wild hordes of thoughts
in its locked bone caves
forgiving me still if time didn’t care
at least you could.
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lay next to me like an original song,
as my life fades like a burnt sundown,
tell me I’m giving you enough
on my deathbed.
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I’m giving you my last breath
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I just wanted to know where you were
when I wanted to know my time
you were lost, and I was stranded.
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sleep next to me
let me recall memories
while I burn a last wish
ask me if I loved you, then
ask tales of regret
briefs of happiness
with you & on my own
about what I enjoyed,
you…
a coincidence or fate?
Or deliberately walk in?
sit next to me on my deathbed
and tell me.
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for Maria
memories of 2003
