on steel railed bed
you lie,
like a benched engine
unresponsive, with
that complicated
tangle of tubes to
give you air
saline
and drugs
take away your
urine
excess lymph
and blood
and the thing I miss
so much right now
is the feeling that
inside this mess
of unfamilliar form
is something real
that's mine.
Thursday, September 09, 2010
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