22.06.25
In the morning,
your hospital bed-end
etiological small body
bad blood butterfly under glass
escaped honeysuckled
out for terrible sake
terrorpricked
me awake when I least expected
look at each other half with yours
our heaven snow wiped needles
& all expression from
your face tiniest quivering eyes
antibody titer white finger
crystal pipettes cancelled life
it’s so hard to talk about
my other isn’t dead
your father cinches today
weak with feeling
that the reminder is me