Damaged BreathesA Poem by SLW
Today the doctor taps staccato
on his back again, listens to the rhythmic
undulations of his hollow chest,
depleted lungs in a malformed ribcage.
One he won't let cage our dreams.
He coughs, breathless, wide-eyed,
wondrous as hope now he's got permission
to practice sport: a signature.
He exhales with a breath
that voices my dreams.
© 2012 SLW
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Last Updated on May 11, 2012
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