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stroke

 

no words

blood ricocheting

in all directions

going places

where blood should

smoothly flow

not rush headlong

 

apologies

made by sign

for dragging me

seventy miles

to see

your broken body

no words

 

thinking

is this it?

is this all there is?

will I live

the rest of my life

motherless?

no words

 

strength

eventually

to drag

yourself

from that

hospital bed

and live

 

but is it living?

and when

eventually

you pass

into the dark

you cannot

say my name

 

no words

only love

that says

more than

words

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terry ireland

Mon 9th Sep 2013 17:19

Very moving piece.

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Starfish

Sun 8th Sep 2013 18:23

This is beautifully written and poignant.
Starfish

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