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I wished to press the button again and again sending the morphine flowing through his blood dosing him numbing his pain dropping him in..

What if the dead could be probated could we void death could the dead be willed back to now everything else is so final

Late night mind filled with good and bad thoughts Night turns into day sleep not to be found Through lace curtains sun and moon share the..

Restlessly vexed preoccupied with how long Living if called that mostly standing still Curious of the view of a life on hold wishing ho..

I cup your ashes in my trembling hand A cold gray heap with traces of white surprisingly free of scent Above the sky so blue the sun highli..

In crowds my first reaction is I look for you Reality comes rushing in causing a misstep You’re gone the burn of unshed tears Al..

The path twists and turns leading to cancer which eats away at his lungs no longer able to speak drawing breath between words much to taxing..

Even when I think I’ve forgotten you I’m looking for you I don’t even know I’m doing it I push you out of my mind ye..

Days start dark as pitch fallen Birch leaves crunch under foot Whiff of leave mould distant cry of a bird hours before sunrise The patter of..

Long nights dozing now and then the sound of hissing, beeping murmured voices in the corridor constant drip of glucose waiting..