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He wakes in a haze
It’s dark
He searches for a light
He bangs
He screams
He shivers
The man said he would know
Now he does
He and…
He finds the light
No cigarettes in sight
It doesn’t feel right
Still, the light guides his eyes
But where?
Nowhere to look
Nothing to see
He tries to bang
His hands are weak
His body shivers
He tries to scream
Nobody can hear him
Not under it all anyway
Soon, he’ll be reunited with…
He’s drifting away
His mind is clear
Not in presence but in knowledge
The unknown is now known
But he’s drifting away…
About the Creator
Carol Saint Martin
Navigating life, grief and friendships.
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