5-11-16 | 9:11 a.m.
at nine hours & eleven minutes,
you were released of vicious painkillers-
set adrift in a pink syringed sea
without a set of gills.
the whole room grew colder when the dr. spoke his line,
“I’ll give you a moment to say your goodbyes.”
but you were already gone
you were already gone
you were already gone
15 years and it was clear
your body just had to give.
insensitive
simply means that I was numb.
I thought I could be the rock that he needs
but when he pulled your lifeless
body to him and screamed,
I fell to my knees.
I wrapped my arms one last time
around your golden shoulders.
your skin was warm but my fingers were ice.
I kissed your forehead
once then
twice
then turned
and fled
a thousand years older and
heart filled with lead.
Good Boy
until the very end.
