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: Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr More Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading...
I love how you made this dramatic scene slow down with your poetry.