What I saw of a body punctured, wounded aloneCords and catheters holding the surge of lifeVentilated breath until time blinked on and offIn a violent dance the parade began Ieaving the ICU Share this: Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr More Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading...
I love how you made this dramatic scene slow down with your poetry.