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Dreaming in the Hospice
You were sleeping uneven
And the bed was misshapen
A collection of bands
‘round your wrist
There was too much to scream
And those tubes hung like lights
I wanted to open my arm down
To my fist
I heard eulogy singers
And the light bulbs broke
You were howling to the hall
Where I shook
You were dying in there
While the machines kept running
And while the hospice was sleeping
You kept that same look
You were reasonably bitter
And I knew I couldn’t complain
The least I could do was
Give you a punching bag
And all of it faded
I awoke too scared to speak
Don’t ever let anyone
Tell you you deserve that
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