Neuro ICU


In the hours before I opened my eyes

To the long nights ahead of no sleep

I could see a sliver of sound

And waterfalls of tears

And a hand grasping

And no one shouting at anyone

Then the air was still

I oh so briefly slept

Dreaming of morning

Dreaming of the sound

Of the air moving along my fingertips

As I counted the minutes till you left

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