Intensive Care
White noise echoed
The rattle and hiss
Of respiratory
Machinery
On the white walls of this cell.
Together,
We watched light fracture
In bags of chemical sustenance:
Antiseptic rainbows
Dripping from the ceiling
To your arm.
Around midnight,
I held your fragile breath
Cupped in my hand
Until the radio’s heartbeat
Stopped.
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Apr 5 2009
Hauntingly heartbreaking.
Apr 5 2009
*shudders* creepy, to me at least. then again, medicine ...
Apr 9 2009
Beautiful and definitely haunting.
The first stanza has a very abrupt ending feel to it, which makes me wonder if the overall poem might be improved by moving it to the end, making it the last stanza. Then you would be opening with a stanza without any persons in it, to we, to I.
Just a suggestion for possible improvement, overall it's a lovely piece.
Apr 5 2009
*nods* another vote in league with diana's - i like that reading
Mar 24 2009
Another great edit. Thanks.
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