not poem

really not a poem a thought due to 3 days with no sleep

kidney failing

work absorbed

remainging life

i lead

 

new brother of mine

much like one

happier times

i saw

 

first newborn

of my life

and believe in love

now i

 

do

since i saw dimples

exist before

i exist

 

i won't cradle

no

no

no

 

when such

face fits

in dirty ladle

sitting

 

in my sink

i just

think

no

no

no

 

too soon to cradle

you

love

Reviews

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~ hearbreaking... poignant beyond measure...

~ beautifully expressed...