Taking a small breather and remembering last words…
‘Eight-fifteen’, she said
and looked at me
I didn’t know what that meant
I thought for a couple of seconds
and said ‘okay’
The next morning
when I arrived
she was in that morphine haze
I wonder if she knew
it was around 8:15…
(25 August 2019)
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