Enough said

At

the

bedside

in

becalmed

death

light.

A fight.

Our lady

barefoot.

All of a

flurry.

A snow globe scene

from

Knock

or

Lourdes.

Even

now

another

row.

She won’t

let it

lie

won’t

let him

die.

Mysteries

sit

on

a

dehydrated

tongue.

With her

he

could

do

no

wrong.

Jesus

not

another

song.

If he opens his eyes

time starts again.

We’ll have it

out

he’ll give me a

clout

A few belts.

They remain

closed

but

we

are

closer

and

my

heart

melts.

Bowed head

Enough said.

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