Point de suture

Could you lie down on the bed

just for me?

I'll put on your oxygen mask

so you can breathe.

You'll close your eyes, count to three,

go to sleep....

I want to find your suture points

And bring you back to life.

Open you up to me.

The intravenous needle in your arm;

giving you the fluids you

desperately need.

So when you wake,

will you say that you're happy

you've never truly died?