I'm still angry, but thankfulness rushes over
the sharp edges of it,
and is the overwhelming emotion
For most things.
Except the words "heart attack"
Then I'm angry again.
But I remember that pulsation,
pressing against my finger-
so o o o o s l o w,
but under the familiar texture of his skin
stronger than anger,
stronger than the alarmed response
to technology's brazen beeps
and jagged colored lines
blood of my father.
oh no, i'm so sorry! is he ok? sending him lots of good thoughts...
please let us know how he is. Send him our love and prayers.
prayers for your family!
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