Doctors split your dosage like a card trick Scrabble down the hallways yelling Yatzee I brought books on Harper in the Arctic Something called The Politics of Lonely A toothbrush and Quick Pick with a plus You tried not to roll your sunken eyes And said Hey can you help me? I can't reach it Pointed at the camera in the ceiling I climbed up, blocked it so they couldn't see Turned to find you out of bed and kneeling Before the nurses came took you away I stood there on a chair and watched you pray
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