i want too die a simple death;
still i can not but tell..
battle field or hospital...
and when again i look..
so very deep
within your eyes..
it could be that it's......
i will only die again...
But even as you labor..
and i labor..
as once we did..
so long ago...
i know that in my illness..
i have become..
fatter and some
what greater in tumescence..
and you know it..
always and..
how it comes..
with age and thus..
and do we reminisce of this..
and how you...
have changed..
grey that bandage..
and with each gentle squeeze...
and as you watch me...
now so yellow, white...
i jerk
and jerk...
and i convulse again...
and i am so very still...
and you squeezed...
untill you...
were absolutely sure...
that i, remained still...
and at rest and i am and..
i dont want too die like this...
and would you...
allow it too be...
if it were you...held off defiant...
while your hands...
did other things as well..and..
each one brings me back..
from the edge...
each time...
too face my fate alone..
and you know with...
each suprised look..
that shoots..
so high and wide...
across your face..
and with each bright sun...
drawn out warm...
briefly..so briefly...
and that long stream....
as it finaly squirts...
and why it grows...
so much harder...
as you watch..
whats...
left of my life...
as it runs...
out between your fingers..
and it rushes...
towards the center...
and you hold on..
and on..
untill...that...
bright light..
and finaly it dawns...
Is It Poetry
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