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time was nothing
touch me running over kittens
and watching them flop
about tuning
out a friend who just learned
she had terminal cancer
telling myself things get born they die
and now here i am
on the receiving end getting on with it
a little more
each day and the surprising thing
is i can't seem to turn away from the slightest motion
any sheet flapping in the wind
and the tears come quickly no words
just mumbling moaning
old man cries as i reach out to some stranger like
this afternoon in the hospital
waiting room
seated with a family of grieving mexicans who couldn't speak english
one of the toddlers climbing up to my lap
smiling and touching the tears on my face as i tried
to convey how much i hated it
that their mama or daddy or whoever it was
had to pick a place like this to die

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