call the doctorA Poem by ArielMichelinewith 911 she called to my heart the beat rhythmic and timed to the monitor i am jaundiced feeling yellowed and thin organ donor program one pump one pump at a time capillaries divided over the thought of your hands massaging my chest into motion blood movement suspended animation somewhere between you and i and crossing over © 2011 ArielMicheline |
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Added on August 22, 2011 Last Updated on August 22, 2011 AuthorArielMichelineGainesville, FLAbout“You were born with wings, why prefer to crawl through life?” ― Rumi more..Writing
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